Friday, January 11, 2019. Daily Brit Wit.
Adjective, British informal
(Of a person) having little to no money available.
“My dear light,
Your friendship is a treasure.
A soft glow in the blanket of night, mutated green on a black canvas, I have never feared you but have always been breathless at the thought of your absence
you follow me like a shadow that never appears when I turn around
you safeguard me like a stubborn asteroid forever in my orbit
you love me as gently as a quietly hopeful epilogue, soft sparks of affection humming through my body
you are it: the personification of love.
It always seems as if I am a tad skint yet I am rich in your friendship and love
daisies fall from the sky, lavenders entice me closer, as lilies guide me home like gold brought settlers West
yet I am greedy only for your company
you put me on top of the world and allowed me to be your equal
moons singing lullabies for restless, insomniac stars and the sun stretching softly and sharing heat freely, cocooning the Milky Way into blessed contentment
all I can see is how you’ve influenced those around us.
My heart is soft and my brain-space is calm and I feel the harmony knitting together like a wintry jumper
and I’m so thankful.
You have all my love, yours xoxo.”
© The Loyal Brit Wit, 2019