
Wondering the streets aimlessly and without a destination, without expectations.
Is time spent enjoying the setting sun, her dreamy eyes feasting on my body, she makes dreams come true.
I the experience of time wandering the streets holding hands her passion and spontaneous actions bring a smile to my face.
When time is spent wondering if what I feel is real than I cannot be without expectations.
In time I’ll miss the grace of her walk,
in time I’ll miss the tenderness of her voice.
Time spent meeting people laughing about wondering what street to follow.
14 February 2018
Elke Stevens

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