Another Love
I sometimes wonder if you understand me, when I say that I love you? But then I wonder if I understand you when you purr and gently lick my chin. Perhaps I do and it makes me glad. David Garlick, Sidney, January 2004
Alone
He loved me but he left me, now I am all alone. He did not seek another or even leave our home but his mind left and with it went the memories that we shared. He loved me but he left me and I am all alone. I love him but he left me, now […]
First love
We were close, more than friends, for a while. Not lovers, too young but I loved you. So strong, so lithe, so beautiful to watch cleaving water in dive or languid stroke. Loved you with look and thought, never words. Too frightened to speak, afraid to lose you but we wove our hands and I […]