We had business to discuss, you and I, something about investment-grade bonds: their maturities, their interest and risk.
But all the time we talked I watched your eyes, your lips – their slow and measured movement when you speak. We’re showing our age, you and I, not surprising after all these years, but age – age graces you.
It’s difficult for me to talk about investment-grade bonds right now, because your eyes are moving to your sweet supple speech as they have since long ago,
and I am silent with delight.
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