I met someone really nice
I liked them
Could never be assured that I was the only one, though they wanted to be my only one
We spoke about food
Anything & everything
They were my little Christmas gift
An attractive typa boldbess
I bought a knife set
The last time they were here they made a comment about how It didnt seem I cooked much
These days my onions are finely chopped
I wanna tell them
But they are not mine
So I'll keep my knife set to myself
" And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance, I HOPE YOU DANCE "- Gladys Knight. I am dancing on my love journey with self, others and God. Learning to be consistent and unwavering. Discovering HOW I experience love, and pursuing that aggressively. The blog is set out in semi-cryptic-poetic love letters indicative of my experiences, reflections & fantasies centred around the theme of love. Life is a learning love affair.
Sunday, January 8, 2017
The knife set
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