I took a walk today,
through the field not far.
There were people on bikes,
no lorries, no cars.
Your voice was all around me,
in the whispers of the wind.
You echoed through the grass
and made the tulips sing.
The sun sat high,
jealous of your complexion,
each word you speak
crafted to perfection.
I’ll see you tomorrow,
a day i can’t imagine
could be more perfect,
maybe our attraction.
Hug me when you see me,
show me how perfect we are.
take a photo in your mind,
for our ‘memories’ jar.