Back after needing to recharge my poetical batteries having dipped my tootsie's in previously and now ( hopefully ) with the intention of becoming fully submerged!
Coach trip tiff
I'd no sooner asked sleepy you to pass me one of my sweets than you having thrust your hand into my bag extended the packet towards me with a slight frown as if to say " I'm not your bloody servant " or was there some other underlying reason that caused that look of facial discomfort I wondered simmering on the back burner of your mind? so before I accepted them I spread an AWW COME ON! smile across my face hoping to water down your being miffed somewhat but your sense of humour seemed too cold to be warmed up stale-mated I flinched thinking had we forgotten the art of the hearts communication or was I simply thinking too negatively over the top? by now you had found the true depth of sleep and I for the first time had found the shallow waters of your loves depth and despite having let you have the window seat MY LOVE!
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