It was the first week of January, right after the Christmas break
Info link. I grabbed a half-finished bottle of water that I forgot in the Jeep a couple of days ago, jumped outside and kneeled next to him.
Asian. Sweetly scented summer flowers
Fill my sleepless, silent hours
With their whispered, honeyed stories
That tell of love and all its glories.
It was the first week of January, right after the Christmas break
Info link. I grabbed a half-finished bottle of water that I forgot in the Jeep a couple of days ago, jumped outside and kneeled next to him.
Asian. Sweetly scented summer flowers
Fill my sleepless, silent hours
With their whispered, honeyed stories
That tell of love and all its glories.
It was the first week of January, right after the Christmas break
Info link. I grabbed a half-finished bottle of water that I forgot in the Jeep a couple of days ago, jumped outside and kneeled next to him.
Asian. Sweetly scented summer flowers
Fill my sleepless, silent hours
With their whispered, honeyed stories
That tell of love and all its glories.
