Saturday, October 31, 2009

its like lavender-scented cream, or like flawed glass shimmering under a sun's carress. the ancient couple with their perfecly sculpted wrinkles and grey hairs, their hands fitting together so perfectly, just like they did fifty years ago when she was a girl wearing her mother's red lipstick and he borrowed his grandfather's silk tie for their wedding day. a flock of birds taking flight together, like they share a mind, or the wind tossing brown leaves down the street. it's pretty and sweet and perfect and natural.

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