Quiet Goodnight



The sun pierced the sky with romantic hues, tempering a scorching red with a heavenly blue and brilliant orange with a soothing purple. Clouds deviously crept between each color; seemingly holding them together in harmony.

It was perfect.

I reached for your hand, needing to hold you while waiting for the first star to appear. As our hands touched I felt my breath escape; and then found it with your kiss.

It was perfect.

As the days’ light slowly vanished, one by one the stars filled the air with gentle kisses of shimmering light, just enough to see you as if the sun never left.

You are perfect.

I wanted to speak; to tell you that I was falling in love with you again yet there no words. We embraced in silence and you knew. I knew.

It was perfect.

We began to walk, to no where in particular; just the two of us amongst a crowd of others who watched with amazement the sun saying goodbye for the night. Your smile assured me that we left footprints that will endure the test of time.

Love is perfect.

Good work, nice imagery....

Nice write....

thumpthump, thumpthump, thumpthump.....

You had the gift of words then, and you still have it now..Awesome..

Oh and MzEm..I miss seeing her around too..

History revived, you still write paintings