No, I shall not look your way, although I might. Not to turn and seek your eyes is a great feat; It is enough to share in this bright bulb light, That bathes us, separated by just one seat. Yes, I say bathe even though this light is fake, For we share a light … More What are you writing?
I can build a whole world around a scent. One single, sensual scent can send me spinning off and throwing out images in a mad kaleidoscope of colours. There is both wonder and awe in this, as the memory of a notable scent haunts me, and can resurface at any point, completely unbidden. Yet these … More Haunting