life drawing (Remove filter)
His Blue Period
His Blue Period.
Her breath smells of the peppermint
tea, that we had drunk earlier,
when I tilt her chin to the light
on this late summer afternoon.
She smiles and her eyes come alight
with warmth that breathes into the room
from the open patio doors
that lead out into the garden.
I paid earlier, as we talked
and she said she could only stay
for two hours as she had to go
and pi...
Wednesday 12th February 2014 4:55 pm
Recent Comments
Reggie's Ghost on Tales of the Riverbank
1 hour ago
Trevor Alexander on Is it?
9 hours ago
Trevor Alexander on Just You
9 hours ago
Greg Freeman on Saturday Night and Sunday Morning
11 hours ago
Tom Doolan on Celebrate St George's Day
11 hours ago
rob1967able on _____
14 hours ago
Graham Sherwood on A Boy and His Boat Named Bill
16 hours ago
David RL Moore on Words of Love
17 hours ago
Tom Doolan on One Tear at a Time
17 hours ago
Nigel Astell on Synchronicities of life
18 hours ago