two voices
whispering in the night
wondering if the time is right to kiss
two choices
standing side by side
a certain nervousness during this first tryst
sunbeams and pralines
a quiet boardwalk stroll
sharing breakfast and laughter in a cozy little nook
moon beams and daydreams
another lazy day passing by
will they say goodbye to yesterday
or give it one last loving look
small wonders
trepidatious blunders
softened with nervous smiles
will they answer loves siren call i wonder
two voices with two choices
contemplating fate while basking in an indian summer
two hearts
beating rather erratically
will she come to me will he walk away
two dark
to see tears of a forlorn past
will they stay or castaway to some enchanted hideaway
memories and maybe
sitting on a dune
listening to the sea gulls at play
suave gentleman sophisticated lady
greeted warmly at the restaurant
sitting lost in thought ignoring sea bass and a choice filet
small words
a silence seldom heard
love it seems like the season is a latecomer
so absurd
her vision becoming blurred
as he walks quitely away during a late indian summer