Give me just a little time:
Let me give you what I can,
One night at least to call you mine, to
Read your soul, show what I am,
Invite your heart to come to me,
And find what heaven here can be.
Guest of angels,
Love of kings,
Or maybe just
Reminding of
Impossible
And wondrous things.
Glissando of the song within,
Like fanfare, saying it’s begun:
Outside the sense of mortal men,
Returning joy, forever young,
I feel your passion’s kiss begin,
As sweet as honey on the tongue.
A farmer at the market had some lovely snow peas, so I had another go at making them! This time, it was a (more or less) Chinese-style stir fry. Enjoy!
Peaches and cream, strawberries and cream… fruit and cream seem to be a natural combination. There are several drinks which take advantage of this, and we’ll cover at least a few here.
I ripped the bodice rippers when I learned they told me lies
True Love is never heaving chests and smoldering sultry eyes
You cannot charm with champagne or with one seductive glance
The guy you meet and marry rarely has the name of “Lance.”
Duke Westmoreland of Claymore cannot sweep you off your feet
He’d more likely strain his back and recover in six weeks
Instead we must find simpler men with names like John and Sam
Who’ll never be Clarke Gable but will Frankly, give a damn
They won’t own twenty horses or a mansion down in Spain
But they will share an umbrella when you’re walking in the rain
(Fiona Zion)
Stranger, here you will do well to tarry; here our highest good is pleasure.