Mil57Man

HER

Her. A vision of loveliness I must concur, an odor of the finest myrrh.

I can feel her presence in the air, I call to her I only hear whispers, her

face is but a blur.

 

One of life\'s beautiful themes, walking, holding hands by living streams

under multi-colored sun beams. Like hand and glove a love that can only

come from above, making the perfect team. I awake from a dream.

 

Her. A vision of loveliness... Where?