She walks, tall and confident. Sunlight settles contently into her dark hair and bathes each strand in hues of gold. Her cinnamon skin is smooth, like a young seashell, and her eyes are of the deepest brown. Her waist flows into low hips that swing like a cool, gentle samba with each step. She sings a simple, lilting song in her native tongue. Lovely and serene, she walks to the sea.
As she passes, he halts his working. Her hint of jasmine perfume wafts around him, and he lifts his head. Oh, see the love in his gaze! She tosses her sable locks, and he drinks in the drops of sunlights they fling out. But, oh...see the sorrow in his heart. How can he tell her that he loves her? He would gladly put down his burdens and give her his heart, if only she would look his way. Alas, she never does. He smiles at her, but she doesn't see. He watches her disappear.
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May 07, 2008
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WOW absolutely amazing! you have a way with words :)
I like the new look its very happy :)
Posted by: Cloë L | May 07, 2008 at 08:57 PM