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  • Valentine Bunny

    Feb 8th, 2026

    Lol, me wearing my cute “Valentine Bunny Ears” a few years ago.

    The 14th February is fast approaching. I have not made any definite plans for this Valentines Day. However, I would admit to being a hopeless romantic.

    I love romance. Here are a few tantalising and romantic poems to get you in the mood for Valentines Day:

    ________________________
    If love had a sound,
    it would be your name
    spoken softly
    at the end of a long day.
    If love had a place,
    it would be the space
    between your heartbeat and mine,
    where the world finally rests.

    ______________________

    I don’t want you politely.
    I want you like fire wants air,
    like night wants the moon
    close enough to touch.
    I want the ache,
    the pull,
    the way my name sounds different
    when it’s on your lips.

    ________________________

    Come closer.
    Close enough
    that my thoughts blur,
    that desire speaks first
    and reason never gets a turn.
    Kiss me
    like this moment
    is the only one
    that matters.

    _______________________

    Stand that close again
    and tell me you don’t feel it—
    the heat rising,
    the way restraint trembles
    between us.
    I want your mouth
    hovering just long enough
    to be cruel,
    just close enough
    to drive me wild.

    _______________________

    I want you slowly—
    the kind of slow
    that hurts in the best way.
    Eyes lingering,
    breaths colliding,
    every second stretching
    until wanting you
    is louder than thought.
    This is the fire
    that doesn’t rush.
    It consumes.

    ______________________

    Take your time with me.
    I want the unhurried version of you—
    the one who knows
    desire ripens best
    when touched slowly.
    Let minutes melt,
    let anticipation do the work,
    until wanting becomes
    a soft, exquisite ache.

    _______________________

    Your voice finds me
    in the quiet places,
    low, careful,
    as if my heart
    might bruise if spoken to loudly.
    I hold every word
    like it’s meant
    only for me.

    😀

  • The Tap & Kitchen, Oundle

    Feb 7th, 2026

    A lovely lunch at the Tap & Kitchen, Oundle, this afternoon. Good food, good company.

    The venue had a warm feel to it. 🙂

  • Mango

    Feb 6th, 2026

    I’m eating a juicy Mango. 🙂

    Mango
  • Pretty In Pink

    Feb 3rd, 2026

    Me just a couple of years ago, looking “Pretty in Pink.”

  • A Mother’s Role

    Feb 1st, 2026

    A mother’s role
    is part shelter, part sky.
    She is the place you land
    when the world feels sharp,
    and the one who gently opens her hands
    when it’s time for you to fly.
    She teaches without speeches—
    how to love, how to fall and rise,
    how strength can be quiet
    and still unbreakable.
    A mother worries in silence,
    cheers in the loudest rooms,
    and carries her children in her heart
    long after, they no longer need her arms.
    And when she lets go,
    it isn’t because love has grown smaller—
    it’s because it has grown brave.

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