But at least time stops for you both as you melt into time like an early fog Vol.
We could argue that point about everything that matters to us Vol, but we are the thing that makes things matter, at least until we don't.
If you replace the word love in the line "it's only love my dear" with anything you care about, it is equally true and I know this for a fact because I replacedit with Tunnocks caramel wafers, brandy coffee and Caffereys and it still rang true! 😃
Immersive and intimate, with a break in the middle as if to down-play the sacrosanct while puffing the sunglasses. Only to merge once more with prevailing tenderness.
An emotive piece free of ornament and frills that vents direct from a true place. Atleast, it reads that way...
My name is Vol Lindsey. I live in Gouge Eye, Texas, a tiny ghost town on Rt. 66.
I am a retired creative writing, English literature teacher. I have been writing poetry and reading publicly since 196.. more..