Some pursue a chimera— the heart’s fantasy, knowing in the end they’ll live happily never after, mindlessly hoping that maybe on the off chance… Others simply accept the bitter nothingness of reality. Same thing only different.
If you insist... I suppose one kiss would be okay on second thought another kiss would be very okay. The Daily Post
crisp, Shasta daisies strands of black, freshwater pearls — you cheated again?
A Cinquain Memories of us (tender, sublime, captivating) — like wildfire in my imagination
the old live oak dripping with Spanish moss and tenderly inscribed with our initials gentle and forever to the stars and back