I still remember that very night. He stood handsomely by the window the moonlight spilled into the room highlighting his elegant features. He stared dreamily out of the window lost in the evening paradise the soft gentle breeze blowing against his silvery hair.
He wore a simple but a white crisp shirt loosely buttoned up, beautiful white gold silk waistcoat secured with fine glass buttons at the front with soft jetted pockets at the side. He raised his hand up resting it onto the frame, sleeves featured with tiny vintage buttons, which finished off for this fine gentleman’s outlook.
Gently resting my head against the back of his shoulder blade, whispering against his ear ‘’what are you thinking, dear?’’
He smiles back, ‘’nothing much, milady…just dreaming…’’
*** Special thanks to Terence69 for making these illustrations possible ***
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