The Date

Powered by cake through sunburnt streets.

Drenched in light, and love, and chased by manic mad visions of yesterday’s children

The throttle twisted to the stop.

The ache of something that I should have forgot.

The smile of a secret that noone knows,

She smiles – and the glory of today unfurls.

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James

Easing into my mid 30's, writing just crept up on me. I had to put something out there - no matter what. So here we are! I live in Canberra, Australia and work in statistical IT systems development and support and am a proud father of two

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