I see him at the coffee pot
Brown eyes measure the room
A smile waits on his lips
I imagine a life with him
Before I know his name
Filed under Poetry
Beautiful! It makes me want to cry.
Gorgeous writing as ever. And for this reason I’ve given you a special mention on my blog…
Love shows, doesn’t it? Congratulations on so many years of happy.
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