slipping into
a sunny landscape
our footfalls
reduced
to a
distant crunch
sherbet orange sunset
melting over
whipped cream clouds
at the edge of the horizon's bowl
sing a painted storm
to our already dreamy eyes
with hip to swaying hip
steadily pacing our steps
forward in sync
your protective fingers
lace themselves through mine
I heard your I Love You's
in your every blink, shutter and sigh...........
(Dec. 10, 2015 1257pm)
I Wish You Much Happy
Those special feelings are so well stated and felt here. A slow paced uplifting write, glad for the happy.
Lady A
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Missing Melissa