Springtime

It’s a smile. It always is a smile. It starts with a smile, and if it’s good, it always ends with one. Lot more than half a year since you are back – we are back – and life is better than it ever was. It is you and me and all of our days to come, a lifetime just however we want it to be. Since we were free alone, we now are free together, the kind of freedom that really is: freedom.
And your smile? It was the first thing i ever saw of you. It was the thing that caught me on the first glimpse – and never let me go again.