Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Fishbowl

A cool breeze swept through the warm summer's night.The trees' branches were still ripe with leaves overhead as they stood together, arms wrapped around one another, in a park that was bordered by a cliff overlooking Seattle's city lights.  Taking in the sights and sounds of the city in the distance, which was still at this late hour, an overwhelming calm rushed over him.  This peace, this serenity, was because of her.  Because there was nowhere else he would rather be.  The moment together was the budding of a new love's bloom.

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