A poor substitute coming across the space between us. Time, distance, obligations,
and circumstances all conspire to keep us apart. Still we find and make our own happiness and contentment in what we do have. A courtship founded in and enhanced by our love of music. Our hearts keep time with the beat and we find all the words we want to say locked inside the lyrics. Our very souls touch and for one brief song all distance falls away and we are together.
A song instead of a kiss -
is it still a kiss, bliss?
05. Jan. 2011