Tha sinn cho coltach ri dà sgadan. My badly pronounced pick up line brought a bemused smile to her face,as the water woke from it’s slumber and the sea snaked closer up the sand to see our love story unfold.I told her, that we were as similar as two herring,despite being unsure if I had…

My greatest weakness is a weak man with a tan line on his ring finger,the kind of man that slides a whisky I didn’t order onto the table,insisting that he doesn’t drink,hinting that it’s better if I do,confident of everything but his weathered face,but smiling with the boyish buoyancy that only comes with decades of…

The clouds have come apart against the pretty, painted, ultramarine,waking up with the sort of sigh that only comes with the premature end of elation,and darling, I understand them completely. Last night, I was lost in my lyrics and the whisky that whisked them into life,killed by a goodnight kiss, long after I had lost…