Your Love




Your Love


Your words are the sweetest melodies
That echo inside my brain

Your love is a metaphor on a gondola
Flowing through my veins



Let me tell you a little secret.  My beautiful Tangled Weeds is asleep right now, but she asks me to prepare breakfast for her everyday (meaning a sweet good morning message).  I wanted to start her Sunday with this little surprise so she knows I was thinking and missing her.

Photo credit:  You know the drill.

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