Tag: moon

The secret depths her smile concealed.

They look good together.

It felt like I imagined it would

Where I went I would not go back

It was a sign, but of what I wasn’t sure

ein zwei drei

She pictured wolves, packs of them

Here there is room to think

In truth I am no gentleman, though I can be a gentle man

I said it before, sir, you are a gentle man

We were two sombre boys hunched in our coats, grim winter settling in

Just so – if only we could jump fast enough, or had a strong enough wind at our backs, we could all be planets

Such happy memories of earlier days

Colorful insects flew around

That remembered image was all I had to go on

The place began to hum and rumble

A few hundred people lived here, at least in the summer

Quinci fuor quete le lanose gote

Maybe the camera was his shield

Cats often disappear like that