The skies flushed with hues of pink and orange as the sun magestically began to set with its hazy glow. Everything seems so beautiful, The air flirted with her senses as they caressed her tanned skin lightly with a hint of Jasmine. Hr pale clear blue eyes absentmindedly traced the fiery halo of the setting sun. The shifting shadows of the endlessly stretched green pastures worked their daily rituals. Tucking a strand of her ash blond hair behind her petite and pixie-like ears, She grinned a half slow smile as she silently indulged in her private thouughts. As she tip toed against the wooden railings of the front porch and closed her eyes, She inhaled deeply to take in the simple beauty of it all. Her thoughts centered upon George.
George oh George. Her lips parted in half, whisper as she pictured George laughing, George smiling at her, George kissing her ears, Whispering to her in that low set deep sexy voice of his. Southern drawl, Oh George, Her heart felt as if it could burst. She opened her eyes, just in time to see the last traces of the sun's halo before it retired for the day. She cluthched her hands tightly to her chest to calm her beating heart. Love is such a wonderful thing. The love of her life. Her George. George.
Great Work by My Sis, Michelle Segal
- Comment By Marx Lenin Segal
NIGHTMARE
- Marx Lenin Segal
- Suffer the Pain now, Enjoy the Freedom later. That's just me, Marx Lenin Segal.
