Montag, 30. Mai 2016

Chatting in the park




Outside it's raining. I remember:
At Saturday eve I sat with a dear friend
 on the water place in the park
ate some scoops of ice cream and fruits with cream
and had a spirited conversation
without beeing able to talk in one language

Imagine! ( even the sundae ;))





An intimate talk in the park
 is sometimes like a garden party
of hearts


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