She dressed the occasion with colors of deep brown that matched the buoyant nature of her earthy eyes.
The ballet we attended filled her fervent mind with enchanting moments of intimate sincerities.
Laughter from her lips followed a sigh, she watched childlike, awed by the drama, the tale
and its captivating surprise.
A look from the corner of her eyes and a radiant smile, warmed my thoughts. Not even the flower she wore in her hair, could compare to the beauty I saw in her stare.
Is it not, perhaps, because you are an artist...that you see such beauty with your own eyes so clearly? It takes a very beautiful heart and soul to see in such light.
Amor
In a post-coup America, an Illinois farm boy is drawn into the resistance by his brother's death. Captured, he is given a choice: betray his friends, or the girl he loves will be lobotomized.
Amor
Such a soft beautiful write...
Trixie :)
Chrissie
Gentle write. nice one..