I’m here. Across town. Spotted by sunlight. There are a million ways you can read into my smile.
You’re there. Near darkened waters. In black wool and putting on a fire to warm your hands. I see the ways your voice has left its imprint on me.
We’re somewhere new. It’s cloudy and the trees will be changing when you arrive. There is reassurance and we exhale, my hand in yours.
I LOVE this picture of you!!! Whoever is on the receiving end of that smile is a goner! ; )
That makes me happy to read
. YES!!!!
PS You are adorable. Lucky guy of yours.