Photo by Kat Myrman 2018
She said to follow her.
It would be something I’d always remember.
She reached out to hold my hand as we pushed through the last bushes.
There was the garden, the seat she’d spoken of under the tree.
It was here she took me into the wonderful world of her love and affection. (272 characters)
Written for: https://katmyrman.com/2018/08/07/twittering-tales-96-7-august-2018/
Beautiful Michael. We almost bought a property that had a garden tucked away like this. The thing was it was next door to the village hall, and we’d just got away from 7 years of that. We swore never again.
I can understand that
Thanks Reena, there’s still a smidgeon within me.
Oh my…how romantic…and steamy! 😉
The garden just suggested romance Kat.
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I like this soft side of you 💜
Really? As opposed to my abrasive side?