I like my holidays like i like my eggs
scrambled
Where Words Come to Die
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Thursday, August 5, 2010
The receptionist
She smiled curving just the corners of her mouth
“Look at you “she said quietly into the phone
“Aren’t we clever? “And I'm sure on the other end the man she spoke to was pleased
Perhaps even despite himself
No one could help but be pleased at the soft teasing praise and the tone of her voice.
The secret smile heard in every word
“Look at you “she said quietly into the phone
“Aren’t we clever? “And I'm sure on the other end the man she spoke to was pleased
Perhaps even despite himself
No one could help but be pleased at the soft teasing praise and the tone of her voice.
The secret smile heard in every word
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
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