The Night Of The Storm.I love storms. Don’t get me wrong, I hate the devastation they wreak, the cost in money, lives, and homes, both human and animal, but, there’s something about the raw, untamed savagery of nature’s fury unleashed that just fascinates me, ever since I was little, and my brother would hide under his bed clothes, or snuggle up with Mum or Dad, I’d just gaze out of the window, completely enraptured. Exhilarated by the awesome spectacle.Of course, as I got older, they never got less magical for me, but I came to respect the sheer, mind numbing terror that a storm, a big one, can bring. It was brought home in the most painf
Sleeping Devotion.As I look upon your sleeping face, I'm swept with love at your grace.A tidal wave of emotion, makes me quake with devotion.I dust your skin with loving kisses, with each one, my heart near misses.My love's intensity makes me snuggle, you ever closer into our huggle.
Secrets On The Home Front.As I wandered, half asleep, from my bedroom down the stairs towards the kitchen, I heard distinctive giggles, and a very familiar voice asking “Are you SURE he suspects nothing? Nothing at all? I’m amazed, either your incredibly secretive, or he’s entirely too trusting. But, that’s the plan, yeah? I’ll meet you here with the stuff at three, and you see to keeping him out of the way. Send him out or something, just make sure he doesn’t suspect.”I hid in the living room as he left, wondering about what my partner and his other best friend were up to. I didn’t want to be suspicious of them, or ev