Stagione 3
Falling into bed
Stagione 2
Please don’t
Steady as the knife sinks in
Artefacts of life
Since nightfall
Frigging crystal balls
For that which we are about to partake
The atmosphere is rare
That dubious note
How can I but begin to ponder the size of things
Please do not falter or start reminiscing.
I know not a lot about poetry, ...
It is more than one can comprehend ... in one go.
He pops another cork to further enhance the moment.
Peering into the other side of things.
He pops a cork to clear the air.
Retaining waves of emotion.
It is a lonely time of night indeed.
We pause to admire.