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StoryHalf Empty Life forest_for_ever39 years 7 months ago
Story'Evening in Paris' (Poetry Monthly) Silver Spun Sand129 years 7 months ago
StoryThe 'It' Girl Silver Spun Sand99 years 7 months ago
StoryAll In All forest_for_ever09 years 7 months ago
StoryNot Quite Fern Hill (Poetry Monthly) Silver Spun Sand279 years 7 months ago
StoryA Dream in Puberty forest_for_ever29 years 7 months ago
StorySnug and the Dream forest_for_ever39 years 7 months ago
StoryBroken Dreams forest_for_ever09 years 7 months ago
StoryOne Way Only forest_for_ever19 years 7 months ago
StoryWhere Will We Run To ? forest_for_ever39 years 7 months ago
StoryAnniversary Silver Spun Sand199 years 8 months ago
StoryDoubt is my mistress lavadis169 years 8 months ago
StoryA Midsummer Night's Blitz forest_for_ever09 years 8 months ago
StoryAm I Turning Into My Dad ? forest_for_ever39 years 8 months ago
StoryTriptych 1: Mass Philip Sidney229 years 8 months ago
StoryTime To Love ? forest_for_ever29 years 9 months ago
StoryToday Will Soon Be Yesterday forest_for_ever29 years 10 months ago
StoryYou Send Me Bee119 years 10 months ago
StoryCall of the Minster lenchenelf139 years 10 months ago
StoryNever Ending Never Beginning forest_for_ever09 years 10 months ago
Story… The Bright Day Interlude following Rhiannonw69 years 10 months ago
StoryLost in the Star (Poetry Monthly) Rhiannonw169 years 10 months ago
StoryHow Are You? luigi_pagano69 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Memorial Tree trevor_mossop19 years 10 months ago
StorySlurry trevor_mossop29 years 10 months ago

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Cherry

Self First Self Last

All I wanted was just one item at the shops and all I saw was senseless hoarding and selfish behaviour.
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It's Only A Word

Love...a four letter word often misused. The final stanza is where you will find me now. The picture is of a wonderful friend, confidant, lover and wife.

Romance Lust or Love?

Not all candllight dinnners lead this way, but how many of my gender hope for the last verse? Okay I got cynical...

Bee Line

I am romantic 364 days of the year when no one tells me to be...I was tempted to be cynical, but the woman I love deserves more than that.

Earworm

My wife and I often say 'I hate you, now I'm singing it....(evil grin ensues )

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