Sometimes I just want to (metaphorically) roar "let's get going come on come on come on time to make a move move MOVE let's go let's goooo CHAAARGE" and then leap out of my seat, limbs a-flailing and sweat upon brow, and gallop off recklessly, flinging all cares to the wind, et cetera, et cetera! That would be very lovely.
So, let's go, shall we not?
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Evelyn
I close my eyes and imagine the dark hills I would have to cross / to reach you. For I am in love with you / and this is what it is like or what it is like in words.
Carol Ann Duffy
When I grow up, I'd like to be a cream puff. A cream puff with apricots, or even a plain one. Lukewarm at the bakery. In the window.
Jeux d'enfants
No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.
Samuel Beckett