Life With Victor

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

~ Pablo Neruda

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… and so it goes, the story of Tasha’s life with Victor…

1. Perfect Spring Day
2. Anticipation
3. Blossoming Buttercup
4. After The Storm
5. Holiday House
6. September 2023 – The Hitching Rail

The Game, a side story of Life With Victor, penned with the help of the dark and talented Lord Raven:

TG1. Victor Speaks
TG2. Best Laid Plans
TG3. I Look Away
TG4. Everyone Wins

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