I had known Duckfish for precisely 6 days. In those 6 days we had emailed, chatted on MSN, talked on the phone, had a cyber-date (video MSN), kissed for hours and made love once after which he jetted off to Melbourne at 4am in the morning. The next time we spoke after our liaison he… Read More
Sometimes I still feel like pinching myself — this love affair with the Duck Fish Man seems like a dream. Once I wrote : There is a chance, still, that I could find that person who simply makes it hard to breathe. The way his energy fills the room, the unspoken kindness in his eyes,… Read More
[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GrpSjXo6ah0&a=zA0JJclRk5M&playnext_from=ML[/youtube] Those three words Are said too much They’re not enough All that I am All that I ever was Is here in your perfect eyes They’re all that I can see If I lay here If I just lay here Would you lie with me And just forget the world
Two souls meet in the space between the sky and the heavens, between sleeping and waking.
I write my own story. I am not a supporting character in some else’s drama. I am the author and the protagonist, interpreting the actions of others into my own narrative.
Yesterday afternoon I hopped on a plane and flew to Melbourne to celebrate the one month anniversary of being with The Last of the Mysterious Lavender Bay Duckfish/Boyfriend. After dropping my bag at his hotel room, we walked to a mysterious unmarked doorway in Russell Street with stairs leading down to a unpublicised Japanese bar/restaurant… Read More
The most beautiful flowers ever ~ still blooming a week later… … and the card that came with them, along with the overnight return flight to Melbourne I was sent to go out for dinner for our one month anniversary.
It is Monday 3 May, two and a half weeks since my estranged husband killed himself and I found his body in the home we previously shared. It is time to post an update on how I am doing. I am very sad that Mr Katie was in so much pain that he decided that… Read More
What I feel for you is beyond love … let me count the ways you transport me to places I have never been before … I love the sound of your voice the colour of your eyes that small dent above your hip how you wash mushrooms and iron your t-shirts the sound of your… Read More
live completely know your deepest purpose give the gift you were born to give enjoy sex as a cosmic portal into love’s wonders serve your friends so they may grow and through the inevitable cycles of breathtaking success and gut wrenching despair be willing to forget you were ever born stop waiting feel everything love… Read More
my wings turn to lead when we’re apart without you I have no-one to cradle the moon to sleep when I cannot taste your warm, liquid lips my bones feel brittle and dry tiny slivers of my heart break off with each breath that I take alone come home to me as soon as you… Read More
At the beginning of the day
Warm breath and cool skin
Blue eyes pools of light