I wonder who you are. Of course, I know – sort of – who you are. I know your name. I know your profession and where it is that you work. I know what instruments you play and where you live and what your email address is, and I even have your number. I knowContinue reading “Wondering.”
Author Archives: Eliza
intuition.
It was a gentle voice, perhaps a little shy, nevertheless it spoke with remarkable clarity and confidence; it was so sure of itself it was up neither for arguing neither for rationalising what it had said. It had just said, it just knew, and it had come through underneath all the thinking of your thinkingContinue reading “intuition.”
one little thing.
there is nothing I have to hold onto – except for that one little voice which said, “it feels good here”
Gold nuggets.
It was strange, how predictable the future could be; yet, how it could also surprise her in so many ways. She had expected them to sit side by side on the couch, with chilled beverages in hand. In fact, it was almost like what she’d predicted: a lively discussion whilst outside, the Saturday sun wasContinue reading “Gold nuggets.”
the future kiss.
My mind wanders to the memory of the sight of your lips – I must have looked at them a lot the other night. They were a light shade of pink, and almost matched the colour of your shirt. They seemed firm and gentle at the same time, and they were so lovely because youContinue reading “the future kiss.”
if time is a bird …
If time is a bird, you are the wings that help it fly.
Perfect.
It was perfect, for I would live it all again, exactly the same way. The same conversations at the same time; the same distance and then the same closeness of our bodies as I hesitantly sat closer to you, and you let me be there near you. I would not change the manner in whichContinue reading “Perfect.”
Living.
It is quiet between us, and the parking lot is empty, save for a car in a corner (yours). I relax in my seat, sliding my hands under my thighs to keep them warm. I have said all that I wanted to say to you, I think. It is getting late and I should probablyContinue reading “Living.”
Nature’s wisdom.
You belong no where, Nature said.You do not belong to any family, for that creates walls with other families.You do not belong to any person, for that limits your connection to other persons.You do not belong to any church, for that causes separation from other churches.You do not belong to any country, for that drives fearContinue reading “Nature’s wisdom.”
The balloon.
She tied a knot and held the balloon at its tied end. She’d blown it up with her own breath, to a size large enough for her to hug it comfortably between her arms. It was a plain blue balloon, simple with no patterns or images on it. She walked outside, still holding the balloon,Continue reading “The balloon.”
Words & Feelings 