looking out
a heart’s desire
cobbled streets
romance once set in
the visible sea
no sign of the ship
waiting for x to come home
the cut-out walls
clean glass for a short time
amorous longings
silence louder than a bomb
a heart lost at sea
impossible to cage freedom
all the more exciting
when x brings the sea home
Tag: Home
Very Short Story: Strip
You strip the house of everything that reminds you of your love.
No fixtures and fittings remain, the paint’s stripped away, and what was once a home is now a shell of a house.
Instead of choosing to hold your dead soulmate’s memory close, you destroy everything, including yourself.
Haiku: Our Home
A place of our own
where we can be together.
Our haven, our home.
C & K 