Sometime in the future, we
Might sit together, out till late
And see the ghostly moth of grey
Lent substance by the lamp, its mate.
Then, when we find the air too chill,
We'll seek a cosy room, where we
Might act the night-dance out again:
I'll flutter, and you'll brighten me.
Behind The Curtain
- Caz
- I write for a start-up and spend my time being English. Both of these involve tea and putting too many Us in everything.
Since coming home to England, I've gotten back into sewing in a big way. I'll naff off abroad for work again sooner or later, but this time, I hope I'll take the hobby with me. It's rad as heck and it beats my other hobby of sitting on the internet all day.
I live with a cat who tolerates me and a dog who adores everyone. I'm stupidly addicted to words.
Now that we're no longer strangers, we must be friends!
Blogs I Give Props To
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Auction Time6 years ago
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An Official Retirement11 years ago
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Need to Contact my NRA Representative13 years ago
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