I watched him wait in the sunlight
October had nearly passed
and the light had turned the whole world golden
I watched him wait on a bench in the golden sunlight
a majestic construction towering in the background
a rusty golden
I watched him wait for me on a bench in the golden light
his hair still dark but greying at the temples
his skin momentarily golden in the October sunlight
I watched him wait for me on a bench in the golden Paris sunlight
a rusty golden
I paused
took a mental picture of him on the bench in the golden October sunlight
with the Eiffel Tower in the background
He had remembered
Then I smiled and left
Feb 26, 2013
Feb 26, 2013 at 1:31 PM UTC
I watched him wait in the sunlight
October had nearly passed
and the light had turned the whole world golden
I watched him wait on a bench in the golden sunlight
a majestic construction towering in the background
a rusty golden
I watched him wait for me on a bench in the golden light
his hair still dark but greying at the temples
his skin momentarily golden in the October sunlight
I watched him wait for me on a bench in the golden Paris sunlight
a rusty golden
I paused
took a mental picture of him on the bench in the golden October sunlight
with the Eiffel Tower in the background
He had remembered
Then I smiled and left
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