by Poet on the Piano Mar 31, 2010
category :
Love, romance /
desired love
It's funny how two-hour-delays pop up on the most unexpected days. Of course, sleep tempted me to the point of no regrets and I easily gave in. But as I laid back down, cuddling close to my spring scented comforter, I realized how much extra space there was. Stretching out like a snowflake ready to fall, I dismissed the thought of a hand cradling my hair, tangled in a hypnotic trance. Those memories were not part of my past, but of a future I created inside the core of magical imagination. |
This was totally different in style & content from anything I've ever read. Really intriguing & interesting I must say. I really liked it. |