Early this morning I was rudely awakened by a large finger, prodding my body. It was the man I'd shared a bed with last night. Red in the face and fla..
He watched the barmaid from the table in the corner of the bar as he did every evening around this time. Except tonight was different. Tonight he was ..
Not sure if this would be classed as poetry or a story. It's not edited for a reason, I want it to be raw, It's written as the feeling comes to my hea..