27th Oct

Hands felt as though surreal elephants sat on them.
An otherworldly glow on dead leaves.
Headlights.

Stumbling over words.
Choking.
Mutual understanding.

Smiling, smiling, smiling.

At last my love has come along
My lonely days are over
And life is like a song
At last the skies above are blue
And my heart was wrapped up in clover
The night I looked at you
I found a dream that I can speak to
A dream that I could call my own
I found a thrill to press my cheek to
A thrill that I have never known
You smiled, and then the spell was cast
And here we are in heaven
And you are mine at last

- Ella Fitzgerald