Receipt 21

I collided with him like I was a star in the Big Bang.  The next one was bumpier like a plane landing on the runway. Then he crashed in to me like a train derails in to a platform. But you were calmer, more like the ocean hugging the shore, letting me breathe on my…

Coffee Table

The coffee table.  Not just a table or somewhere to put things but an insight in to a life. The books, the magazines show an interest in a life beside your own. The coffee mug and cafetière tells me how you like your coffee. The lighter and empty wine glass with your pink lipstick marks…

Our universe

Let me collapse in to your arms every night just like the galaxies do in to themselves, we can create our own universe between these sheets. 


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