Apr 26, 2012 06:46
Can i tell you a story,
as we sit in the sun,
drinking tea,
passing time.
Can i tell you a story
of days gone by,
of day to come,
of my secret hopes for you,
and for me.
Can i tell you a story,
of the moment we met,
of my joy when i realised,
we would walk together.
reflections,
writing