His, Mine and Ours
The Right Time
Often times with Andrew it's all the right time.
Sometimes the right time might look like the wrong time...
...but then I'll notice him working hard to hold back.
And the edges start to curl...
...and he gives me gold.
If only for a fleeting moment.
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