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Love and ghosts So were walking a bit faster now weve crossed
Love and ghosts So were walking a bit faster now weve crossed Charles Bridge. The streets on this side of the river are pleasingly bereft of touri...

Salvation I would love to own an abbey and about a hundred
Salvation I would love to own an abbey and about a hundred monks or so; singing voices optional but with good eyesight and a slow and steady hand r...

Dreams of you I dream of you - I lie awake; my thoughts
Dreams of you I dream of you - I lie awake; my thoughts caught out like stagnant ripples in a pool of old and polished wood and (summer moments...

Like a lovers note I can see you naked in the
Like a lovers note I can see you naked in the morning, opening the windows, letting out the night, tasting all the smells of morning on your tongue,...

As It Slowly Awakens “Give me in its parcel of hours a
As It Slowly Awakens “Give me in its parcel of hours a slippery, silken forgettable day.” (Moniza Alvi) You stiffen. Then you sigh. Nothing movi...