The morning sun
Its glittering rays
Dance
The scent of orange
Heavy in the air
At a table for two
We sit opposite
Fragrant coffees between
Relaxed in the warm sun
Sharing smiles
Love flows on a tentative breeze
A dream of you
20 Sunday Nov 2016
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Susan Garrett said:
You write well, really enjoyed reading ode to my mother
caffempath said:
Thanks Susan!