That night?
The one when you helped me fix
my string of pearls on?
I felt your fingers brush the nape
of my neck and I shivered.
Inside my head I was hearing Mozart,
Mozart.
That clarinet concerto.
( He knew )
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ReplyDeleteI'm still here - still in the job I hate but staying positive (mostly).
And still loving your words as always! :-) They are so uplifting!
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Kess
xxxx
Hello darling :)
ReplyDeleteSorry it has taken me an age to answer, but we have someone in the family
quite ill at the present :(
Kess,
your love of my words lifts my spirit, daily.
Thank you darling.
Always
xxxx