Post-pandemic world Shuttered storefronts and silence Calmness meets chaos I walk city streets Gaze up at empty buildings And masks on the ground "What a strange week" I pause and appreciate The deafening quiet But the sun will set And it will become colder, I move on towards home
We were like children- Immersed in simple wonder Belly laughs and grins Secrets whispered in Low voices, to eager ears With eyes that sparkled Yielding to soft looks The tenderness that comes with Life's sweeter moments
i don't really drink more importantly, i'm broke so not a good plan : P later at heathrow i have a twelve hour wait that's the time to spend
It's weird that squeeze is one syllable. It could easily be phonetically pronounced like ''ska-weeze''