Jo, hair flying, put her hand on Tom’s, 
Tom thought, because you are the sun and I the moon made by your light but said, ‘Was I?’
Jo shrugged, ‘Men, no soul.’
Tom just smiled and turned the music up.
Random Word: Driving Music
if you want to listen, click on below
love it, and the sun makes you squint!
ReplyDeleteromantic!
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Am I a hopeless romantic? I love this one.
ReplyDeleteHi! Clicking on random blogs on random blog's blog rolls (wow, ok that sounds confusing!), I arrived at yours!
ReplyDeleteLove this little short story. It speaks volumes and that I think is a true gift! :)