Love Tag

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Mariyah appeared in the middle of the night. "Don't be alarmed", she said, "it's just a tag. Tell me in 3 words, no more, no less. What would you like to receive on Valentine's day".
Before I even mused my answer, she disappeared in the dark.

Cliodna's perpetual emanation

Fabulous sirens chanted within, luring me to forgo any struggle and drown. As I surrendered my senses I realized there was no way on earth I could've said it all in 3 words except the way I did.

From Drop Box


I tag no one... Happy Valentine's

Comments

Joseph said…
...TMS

...Thoughts Of Mass Seduction

Have a nice day Abufares
5:03 PM
Abufares said…
@JGM
Those are the best thoughts ever
3:52 AM
Joseph said…
Yes indeed...

I've sent you an email (abufares@abufares.net) on the 2nd of February with the subject "Have a nice day"...please let me know if you've received it.

TC
6:28 AM
Anonymous said…
Sad, but true... had to look who the hell was this Cliodna! Otherwise I did not have any idea what your were talking about. I'm still not sure what your talking about, but I must say I'm very tired, not giving a lot of thought and had a very long hard working day. In any sense, I do not celebrate this silly holiday. Too much BUY, BUY, BUY in PR. I went to the supermarket on Friday, and the 3 ladies in front of me at the cashier were buying lacy underwear! : ) he, he!

"Cliodhna was a beautiful maiden of the Tuatha Dé Danann who fell in love with a mortal man Caoimhín of the Curling Locks. Caoimhín had been thrown out of the Fianna for immorality, but Cliodhna did not bother about that and they ran off together. Unfortunately Cliodhna was swept home to her own country by a magical wave off the coast of Cork. She became known as the Fairy Queen of Munster."

w.b. yeats
7:51 PM
Abufares said…
@w.b. yeats
You read me like an open book.
Of course you got it right. This is exactly what I had in mind when I scribbled those 3 words.
I'm happy that you not only found out but that you told everyone what I really meant.
I need Cliodna (A Scottish mythical Goddess) to stay IN me forever.
3:15 AM
Anonymous said…
Abu Fares, thanks for playing along. It is difficult to describe the heart with only a few words. Most times, there are no words to do it justice.
9:46 AM
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