Adaptation of Graeme’s post, How Goes The Day
We talk in tongues
when we’re together.
Each hard at work,
taking a moment to touch
across our smiles.
We think via empathy;
our neural pathways connecting our minds
like the weave of a well-worn suit.
We kiss and rekiss;
we know the other’s ways.
But sometimes, when we start, we wobble,
because, often, our knees turn to jelly,
and it is what we do.
Here, I say, never fear,
I am in your arms
again.
Swoon, my dear.
It made I laugh, it did. When Harry South met Sally North! G;) x
Eey lad. Glad yer ‘ad a laff 🙂
A sweet romantic story! Nicely performed!
Thank you, Alan. I still intend to do the silly on one of G’s poems one day… when he’s least expecting it. 🙂
You appear as though you have already approved it Jane! Go for it! :o) Watch it, I think Mr. G likes reading your stuff .o) Ouch…My eye…
All the best wishes on the job interview! :o)
Thank you. It went well. I’ll find out next week if I’ve been shortlisted 🙂
Good to hear. Mr. G said you could really cut the mustard so I’m sure you gave it your best! :o)
Cute! I could really visualise the couple 🙂
Thank you 2PP, and thanks for visiting 🙂
I like the nickname 2PP.. thanks for that! Maybe I’ll use it in the future for other things too! :p