pen

  places his  pen on the ground next to him , looks acrros the field to  where she  stands , stroles to her, knowning not long he shall hold her in his arms kiss the lips of misture her pocesses,  her warmth  felt between the two of them  , holding hands as they walk simotaniously to where he  was sat   together  they  bend to retreave his pen , he stops  but to stare long into her eyes , whispers to her  * take this journey with me *  you are my mystery dream :J Dawner