The day had finally arrived. Weeks of hopes, dreams and planning had passed and they were finally going to meet. Phil had met Isabelle on a Lush group and their flirtation had progressed off the site onto the phone. Frequent chats, facetime calls and voice messages had passed between them as they were separated by distance. The distance was a problem; frequently discussed and mutually hated. The problem was that Isabelle...

She waits Not for the rushing of the wind Not for the waves crashing on the rocks Not for the storms rumbling overhead She waits At risk of introspection At the mercy of her imagination At once here but so far away She waits Feeling so distant Feeling apart from reality Feeling lost in a series of moments She waits She waits for me

The candle burns dimly but it is still alight Its warm glow redolent of summer sunsets Teasing, flickering and resolutely still hanging onto the life that burns deep in the places that the darkness cannot touch. Oxygen, pure air or a pleasant draft will give the flame a chance to flare anew. My candle burns dimly, but I see its light. I yearn for the summer breeze that she will bring, which will give my flame the life to...