Flash Fiction learning that the heart of writing is imagination + craft + editing.
Thursday, 18 June 2009
Love’s gamble
I have turned around my life,
to take a pledge, to be true for
always. A last time of lies to us,
except we hear an empty “love us”.
The promise of a perfect TV life,
with scripted smiles performed for
neighbours. You’ll come back but for
secret excitement stolen from us
before leaving to mirage life.
Where was the loving life for us?
First times don’t always come
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