Being sick has its advantages, you know, like seeing every week a playful twenty-six-year-old blue-eyed nurse. Lately I’ve made a habit of visiting the little clinic in my town to do blood tests, to exclude all infections before the doctors will let me do a lymph node biopsy. The idea was to do all tests … Continue reading Help! I’m In Love With a Nurse!
On chirpy, hazy mornings, When the sun peeps through the curtains, And the birds are at their gossip, I awake from dreaming Dreams of loving you. * Your ghost lingers with me. I feel your milky hands on my face, Your waterfall of hair, Tickling my chest, Your winy mouth, Spilling on my cheek. We … Continue reading Dreaming of You
Maybe we will meet by chance somewhere, In a year, or two, or three, Perchance in romantic Paris, On a rainy evening, In a café, gallery, or park, And maybe we will talk About painters, poets, and ourselves, And then maybe you, Being lonely, or sad, or dissatisfied, (Because of the wedding band on your … Continue reading We May Meet One Day…
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