A walk with love is special for lovers to undertake through thickets that lie throughout their paths. As they persevere their love blossoms more and more.

I watched some gulls swoop down
a clear, blue sky…..

A poem I wrote about a man getting rejected by his Love.

You’ve been tickled!

You can’t tickle yourself!

The gulls swooping down
From a clear, blue sky,
Appear to be teasing
The dolphins below …

It’s the little things that lovers do that bring pleasure in each others lives.

Laughing helps to make it seem better.

Refreshing thy spirit.

I don’t know about you, but I hate getting tickled.