stripped bare

Clouds in my coffee

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I looked at the clouds at the distance. It was approaching magic hour, but the sun was blazing amber rays. I waited for the slow, ambling clouds to shift into position, and as soon as the glaring sphere disappeared behind a painting-perfect cloud, which, at that moment, was sporting a gorgeous, glowing halo, I nudged him and said, “Look. A sign. A silver-lining.”

He turned to me with a candidly sincere and assuring smile. It startled me, but Hope started to coat my aching heart like a balm.

I could tell from his eyes that he truly believed. So I should too.


Written by smudgi3

February 20, 2008, Wednesday at 23:55

Posted in Perversion

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