Early Evening
It is the early evening hours and we are just completing our dinner. We have eaten in that comfortable quiet that seasoned lovers do, exchanging glances of passion that are barely hidden under the surface whilst we share the minutiae of our respective days. I delight in your telling of the long walks you took with Amy in the warmth of this spring day. As you laugh with delight at the recollection of her rolling playfully in the few remaining banks of snow, I smile as I enjoy the sound of your...