Let's just climb down there and sit on the big rock while we let our feet dangle into the refreshing cold water.....

We won't talk, we'll just sit and listen to the sound of the silver black brook all around us, feel the gentle breeze against our faces, and thank the green, shading canopy of leaves above us.

While we are here, we won't have to worry about learning new software or the paying of bills. Down here there is only the business of bees and birdsong,  and a thousand wondering eyes, hidden from our view.

Here I would like to tarry, if only for an hour.  Turn off the pavement and away from the paperwork - and all the props I must carry onto the stage.

For the show of love, that must go on.