I looked outside and saw our moon. Only one thing was missing...You.
Johnny's waiting
Fragments of Fiction
"When you're in jail, a good friend will be trying to bail you out. A best friend will be in the cell next to you saying, 'Damn, that was fun'." — Groucho Marx
In the last post so many months ago I linked to this post with the intent to do something with the prompt I shared below. Eyes close, lips ...
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