Candle Light Dinner!

Yeah, so the lights were out and Abba took this one on selftimer...absolutely no artificial light at all!

A dream...

I dreamt a dream of you,
In shades of gray it seemed tragically true.
I knew then what to say,
I don't know now the words have flown away.
I wish that you could see me now,
The wind that plays with the feather; Somehow
i think that you are there,
But its a dream and my conscience is bare.
It seemed so real it seemed so plain,
Its all gone now I'm awake again.