if i can,
with a glance,
find focus
in this disarray,
it may be
in the raising
of the glass
that we sip
or your eyes
as they lift
to mine, gazing
on your lips
smiling and dismayed.
if i can,
with a glance,
find focus
in this disarray,
it may be
in the raising
of the glass
that we sip
or your eyes
as they lift
to mine, gazing
on your lips
smiling and dismayed.
nickreeves 
Wow. This is really really good.
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Thank you – really!
I clearly thrive in lockdown.
(we should have more. Or not!)
Peace, Naive Haircuts x
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Yes, it’s complicated.
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When it should be simple.
Thank you, limetwiste.
Stay ace. x
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Something I need to remind myself of.
The KISS principle.. (Keep It Simple Stupid)
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Perfect!
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Thank you, Liz.
To brighter futures!
Starting with today! x
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I accept your challenge, Nick. To brighter futures, starting today!
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Gauntlets 🙂
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🙂
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frickin great in love already thank you for sharing xo
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Oh, Grady!
Always with the sweetest lines.
Stay ace! x
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Are you still cutting hair, Nick? I think UK is locked up.
Just home after cutting 88-year-old Dad’s hair and beard, last of the cowboys, still lives alone since Mom died. He doesn’t hear well, been cutting his hair since barber retired.
But it’s when I lean down, as I snip, and speak straight into his ear, then whip the snips off with a towel, outside, and we laugh together
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There can be a lovely magic to be found in a haircut, can’t there. The being in each other’s personal space, the touch, the silence, the conversation – the company. Sounds a super way to hang out with your dad. Last of the cowboys you say? I wouldn’t imagine it to be any other way, Kim! x
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