Afternoon strolling on the beach, happiness is me holding your hand, passing comments on the beauty of what we see on the horizon. Seabirds sing, waves shower our feet, our hearts desire is only to be in the moment, we cherish time after time to be as one, we watch the autumn sunset and with one look loving green eyes smile back at me, and I'm in heaven.
Michael Cochrane ©
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Seabirds sing, waves shower our feet, our hearts desire is only to be in the moment, we cherish time after time to be as one, Nature and how it influences us touching the innermost powers. tony