curvy

thick

cream

never seen that word, takes a knee to you

Sips more coffee.

udderly

looks in again

totally

deserved

She watched you disappear into your memories. Given her own long life she could appreciate how many you had to sift through, though her life was but a season in the long span of yours.

Your smile, that smile, stirs memories of her own. She can’t help but still love that you look at her like that, even as it saddens her for what age had finally stolen. From you both. There had never been a discussion, just a tacit understanding as she had pulled away from you that your relationship had turned. Her vanity insisting that your memories of their last time together was not with her as a crone.

“How did we survive in an age before telegraphy, caro?” she asks with a small shake of her head. You had not been the only one to worry, leaving her behind as you so often did to fight another crusade, with any word as to your safekeeping taking weeks to reach her if they even reached her at all.

Her gaze sweeps across the room to the large windows that looked out onto George Street, the sunlight streaming through them to beckon you outside, and she nods as her eyes find yours again. “I think that sounds like a wonderful idea. Although why you are as disdainful of tea as you are…” As if to prove a point she took a final sip of hers, the corners of her mouth curling behind her teacup before she set it down, empty. “Shall we?”

spank

ass

The “street”?

We don’t care about some landlubbers “street”

We are water people…with water balloons…Coast Guard can take their chances

tight

She watched you disappear into your memories. Given her own long life she could appreciate how many you had to sift through, though her life was but a season in the long span of yours.

Your smile, that smile, stirs memories of her own. She can’t help but still love that you look at her like that, even as it saddens her for what age had finally stolen. From you both. There had never been a discussion, just a tacit understanding as she had pulled away from you that your relationship had turned. Her vanity insisting that your memories of their last time together was not with her as a crone.

“How did we survive in an age before telegraphy, caro?” she asks with a small shake of her head. You had not been the only one to worry, leaving her behind as you so often did to fight another crusade, with any word as to your safekeeping taking weeks to reach her if they even reached her at all.

Her gaze sweeps across the room to the large windows that looked out onto George Street, the sunlight streaming through them to beckon you outside, and she nods as her eyes find yours again. “I think that sounds like a wonderful idea. Although why you are as disdainful of tea as you are…” As if to prove a point she took a final sip of hers, the corners of her mouth curling behind her teacup before she set it down, empty. “Shall we?”

I don't know what to say. I am so grateful we crossed paths.
Peace and ease my friend.

fit

looks in again

firm