Monday, April 22, 2013

Love is Yellow

Secrets were whispered under the magnolia tree as I kept watch from afar, not wanting to interrupt their moment.

Soon she came running over, hands full "because she loves me".

Later, as I lay on the couch blowing my nose and wondering where the thermometer was, she carried the little jar carefully to the side table "to make me feel better."

Love, in Technicolor yellow.

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