Breezes don’t blow softly for me
No gentle waft of fragrant air
No peaceful wind in my hair
I get gales of unusual force
Wind tearing me to pieces
With its intensity
Hurricanes and tornadoes
Buffet me about
Same with love I’m afraid
I never get gentle kisses
And love that makes one float on air
I get blown out of my shoes
By the sheer force of emotion
And as I bounce from one hard spot
To another
I realize I wouldn’t have it
Any other way
Sometimes the ride is well worth the fall. Soaring...what a feeling...and sometimes at the end of the flight...a loud splat is all that is heard. But yeah, i know what you mean...that high is a magnificent thing!
Jason Donovan has a secret.
The Clere's Restaurant's drama has been unfolding in front of his eyes. If he can see it, so can the restaurant's other guests. But there's something the servers aren't telling him, and he will get to the bottom o