‘Tis Wednesday, is it not? Yes, yes it is. So that means we receive the photo prompt from Rochelle some time during the hours we are hopefully in the arms of Morpheus. Unless you live across the pond, that is. That said, here I am, looking at David Stewart‘s beautiful photo thinking… I got nuthin’. I’m gonna have to steal Tannille’s idea and have a fight with my muse. Instead, I showed it to my youngest and asked, “What do you see?” The answer was “Romance”. Okay then. Romance it is! Click on my lover frogs below if you come up with something yourself and would like to share and add your link. Or read other stories. Up to you, of course.
They sat, nestled, on a bench in the square. He held her hand, drawing circles in her palm with his finger.
It was a beautiful evening, the sky a deep violet, their faces lit by the fountain’s glow, its spray barely misting them.
“You are like that flower to me,” he said, his voice, low and gentle.
“Why is that? she asked, turning to him so she could look see his face.
“You are the bright spot in my life. You shine like that flower and bring light into my world.”
Her eyes brimmed with tears. “I love you, too.”