I hear the words but they don't sink in. My mind can't hold what you're saying. Feeling the years, I'm holding back tears. You're putting a voice to my worst fears. Days used to be brighter and we could laugh at time. Years have gone, we're getting on, be...
We don't meet out on the street but in some secluded corner. Where I gaze into her eyes, wondering who is telling lies. These sweet stolen moments are craved all the time, Inside intense emotions, outside I'm just fine. There are times I've touched her s...
The day it all started everything seemed normal to the point of mundanity. As he entered he noted the familiar smell of pot-pourri that seems to cling to all charity shops. He looked around the rails of secondhand clothing dominated as usual by female gar...
Litomerice On the streets of ancient stone we wandered in the snow. Made love every day, our bodies seemed to know. The only choice to hold on tight. Not caring what's wrong or right. It's good to know and feel the pain. Expose yourself to love's domain....
The Innocent Audience. My girlfriend Alena and I have a ground floor flat in a three storied house in a quiet Prague Suburb. The windows of our kitchen overlook the back garden which is also joined to the back garden of the house opposite. There is a ga...
