They are the gumdrops and lollypops in our day. The sweet
things, whispered late at night that no one knows but us. Separated in a crowded
room, it's the single shared glance that is an entire conversation.
It’s the worn spot under the weeping willow where we sit on
sunny afternoons.
Shared hearts, shared
secrets.
Wow, that was a magical piece! I loved that you crafted every single word in order to make the piece really shine, and the last sentence was amazing!
ReplyDeleteLovely! Beautiful first sentence too.
ReplyDeleteThis is so warm, so shared, I can picture the happy couple (friends, or lovers?)
ReplyDeleteLovely, Lillie
In my mind they are lovers, but you're right! It could really go either way.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the awesome comments :)
Ahhh - this makes my heart feel light! I love that they have a worn spot under a willow - really gives the impression of being a looooong term thing. Love it!
ReplyDeleteThank you B! I'm really glad you liked it :)
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