Turquoise sky blue hued rose clear and bright , light that meets grey and purple line of cloud, shrouding day in cover . Why? What passage of time and place is this , that now we gaze upon the face and recognize the past , the times gone by, So long ago, so familiar , so lost , yet present In a memory ?
Years of love compressed into few moments of conversation . Across backdrop of light stretched blue, a spider careful, delicately crawls weaving webs between white worn rails of time . Soft music playing , lovers speak In different accents , about the past , all made present , made one , real while side by side , dove and sparrow watch