the soft
parts of rain
touch them
as they enter
the bookstore
she wanders
the canyons,
inspecting,
speaking softly
to herself,
smiling lightly
finding a seat
opening the journey
of words
as he comes
to her side
stroking her hair,
his fingers
deep with delivery,
she leans into him
whispering words
and dreaming
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Author:
shadow424 (
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Comments2
And so begins the voyage of discoveryand mutual adventure.... fiction?... who knows?
Thank you
what a wonderful ambience you've managed to build, in such a short write
portraying their intimacy, with subtle imagery
and their wordless conversation, of poetic brevity..
a delightful read, thanks for sharing
Thank you for your kind words
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