Jan 30
Sometimes all he sees is her
Sometimes all he sees is her, all warm brown eyes, curly brown hair.
She’s behind his eyes when he closes them to fall asleep at night, she’s in his head when he wakes in the morning. موقع روليت
He sees her in little things, beautiful things. لعبة قمار اون لاين She’s sun shining through bright green tree leaves, she’s a pretty teal butterfly fluttering nowhere in particular.
He sees her when the sky shifts from pure blue to black infinity. She’s so right there, in the silvery full moon, in the brightest stars. bet 365
This woman, so dear to him, he sees her in raindrops bouncing off a city sidewalk. Drops splitting into drops, splitting into drops, tiny spheres of water with rainbows inside. She’s with him, even when she’s not.
Sometimes all he sees is her.
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Nice, Mike
This is beautiful. You describe something that is very familiar. The person is like a hologram, like those rain drops you describe. In every slice of everything, the same. Love. I’m glad this popped up on my twitter. God bless. cc
I love what you did with this. It’s very sweet. 🙂