It rained all day, but my skin was soothed by the soft kiss of the skies. I ran to the roses, holding them close to my chest as the wind rushed round our embrace. It was fruitless, but I was thankful, all the same.

I sold all my tools, tired of fixing, and aching from the obligations of every stray and sullen problem that became mine for no reason. Selfish was a state of mind, but one I strived for, after years as a handy woman, therapist, heroine, comfort blanket. Ghosts and ghouls crowded my door, and I watched,…

My kiss was cryptic, only for my beloved, nervous but not without enthusiasm, every one, more hungry than the last, yearning and burning in a way I had never imagined possible. Like a caged bird, I called to her, opening my arms and begging her to be mine, vaulting from day to day, trying to…

It’s in the air. All over the night’s sky, magnificent magic. Racing heart inside my chest, I am dressed for battle. Christmas is coming, as is my time, her bright eyes fixated on me.

I was silently searching for the moon, waiting to make a wish, when you asked what was on my mind. I would tell you that I’d lost all ambition of worldly acclaim, but you know too much, and I’ve already said too much, so, you’d never believe it. If this is just a dream, then…