Nice,
covering hidden layers of surprise.
Delivered decorative St Valentine -
love triangles, friendship circles.
Shampoo, strawberry
pink.
Loss of noise in which
to think.
"Don't really like to drink"
Warm light flickers.
Powercut. And we're back.

All that seemed natural ( Read more... )

( The lights flashed around me and you as you sat me down on the blue bench. )

( The floor rises to meet my legs which appear to have given way beyond my control and realisation. )

( When you died, my darling, it killed me inside )

Remus/Sirius one shot:

( I watch you but I cannot go on. )

I feel my bones ache, ache for some warmth, for the summer, for ice-cream cones, for accordions and for lemonade and time which seems to stretch endlessly.

I never want that time to end and yet it always does, leaving behind it apple portions and sweet grass and park days.

Remus/Sirius short one-shot

( I laugh and playfully shove James )

Remus/Sirius short one-shot

( and you're running as you appear in my bedroom )

you want to know how to explain real friendship... it's fluid, it's more natural than the breaths you take, more pure than your beating heart. It's ever changing, you realise on reflection (the benefit of hindsight, beautiful hindsight) yet it doesn't seem anything but easy and stable ( Read more... )