TOGETHER

First remembrances of my wife to be.

Through the tunnel of time

I see tropical dress

You standing there

in classroom

Mind's eye says

"cute"

Next, flying kite

running

hands clenched

arms at sides

Little toy pony 

prancing endearingly

Voice soft, sweet

like swish of

butterfly wings

So lovable

so loving

We watch waves beat 

on stony shores

Later, sounds of 

richie havens

while we kiss

Reviews

[emmajoy]

Beautiful, sincere! Surely a precious gift for your precious lady.

' Voice soft, sweet ~ like swish of ~ butterfly wings '

[roarke]

I've tried to avoid condensing writes, yet in this case, it's fitting reverie, the delight of the minds eye was well captured here. Exactly what goes on behind eyes closed in a lover's kiss. Sweet for an old codger like you.

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Awe this is so sweet, Really a wonderful beautiful write.