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Second Chances

Have you ever wondered if you could spend another moment with your first love even if they're dead?

It was mid - January, the air below minus two, when I entered the park around ten to midnight after doing a busy nine hour shift at the convenience store. I pulled up the hood of my green puffa jacket over my head and walked deeper into the fog that miraculously appeared out of nowhere. I saw the outline of the lake in front of me so I thought and walked on. I suddenly felt afraid as the fog thickened around me, wrapping...

StillUndecided

Fog

Silent tears slip slowly,Rolling down my face,As I try to remember,The feel of your embrace.The tears hit my chapped lips,And sting every tiny cut place,It seemed in this relationship,That you were in a race.My body aches to touch you,To trace over skin so soft,Place kisses on your body,As when we hid out in the loft.I brush the tears aside now,But feel the tracks they leave,Tracks you would once wipe away,Seems now they'...

Poosastic1066

Serendipity

A chance meeting, with a sexy lady on a fog-bound railway station, in Kent, UK, in the early 1990's.

One day, I was at Tunbridge station and due to very thickfog, all the trains were running really late and way off schedule and so my connecting train to Canterbury West was running at least an hour or so late, and as it was a real pea-souper (like in the old black and white films) I made my way into an already packed out canteen. In those days, one could smoke inside the station canteens and the cigarette smoke hung thick...