all along.
Love,
like sunlight.
How the days steal by
so many moments
all waiting
to be written about.
And yet today ( because we are both home sick)
my dreams are of
The Royal College of Music
singing there, playing there.
Listening to track after track of Choral music
with the longing that never leaves.
Like the longing of words.
Love,
like
sunlight
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