• This picture lays where we once walked. On a gravel path. Holding hands. Close, very close. And happy, Indeed! With the moolight shining on our skin, reflecting off our eyes!

    The wind blows soundlessly slow. Bringing tree branches up to touch the twilight sky. The stars are twinkling in a perfect melody. The cosmos is shining in my midnight dusk!

    Our pace is slow ans steady. I have no intention of watching the path. I know your arm will guide me the right way. I trust you. Like you shuould trust me. You stop. Look at me. Lean in for a hug but end with a kiss. I Love You. You pick me up into your arms and carry me to a meadow. Lay me down. You lay down next to me and put your arm around my waist.
    I notice something in the corner of my eye. Look. There, growing in between us, is a healthy, blood red rose. A sign of our Love