Once upon a time, a lovely dark haired anaesthetist, of the German kind, asked a lady writer to embark on a top secret mission. A mission to combine words and joy and love. A secret literary quest, the findings of which were only to be revealed on the day of his wedding to his true … Continue reading Wedding words
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And when you say that you love me
And when you say that you love me, do you mean for just this second? For this microscopic moment in time? Does it last for only as long as it takes to say those three words? Perhaps you love me at this minute, on this second Tuesday of the month - but come next Friday … Continue reading And when you say that you love me
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