Sunday, June 12, 2011

Fear of Flying

A hand in the center of her back, below her shoulder-blades, pushed her forward “Go on..” he said She looked behind her and he was there. Facing forward, she drew breath and tumbled out of the plane.  Extending her arms out, she was free. And she understood love then. She knew then that he would never hold her back.  

Saturday, February 12, 2011

White as Snow

She walked out into the glaring sunshine, huge flakes of snow falling around her and landing in a field of crystal brilliance. She was inside his mind; his muse, his lover, his future, and his past.  On the silver road that lay before them, they would never meet, but she would always be behind him, and he would always be for her.