100 Naked Words
A (sort of) Story in 100 words.
When I think of walking in the rain
I think of you
When I think of silence in the sun
I think of you
When I think of backgammon and beer
I think of you
When I think of pleasure
I think of you
When I think of the future
I don’t know what to do
I won’t ask what you think
I know
When I think of freedom
I think of you
When I think of peace
I think of you
When I think of smiling
I think of you
No marking the date
I still think of you