Blue light falling.
Ophelia hadn’t slept for months and the days all folded together like soft dough.
She spent her evenings bathed in blue flowers, playing digital roulette.
She’d gambled on him and lost everything.
Max smiled at her from across the table.
She then saw she’d also won someone who would never leave her.
Max hatched the idea with her.
For lemonade, infused with rosemary.
Could have bought lemons, but it was more romantic to steal them.
From the neighbor’s yard.
He waited until midnight, walked past the house.
Turned around and walked back.
Jumped the fence.
The sensors tripped the lights, their dog lunged, and all hell broke loose.
Max had wanted her from the first.
Your freckles and long legs haunted me.
Ophelia seemed expert at keeping men at bay.
Made me want you more.
6 month courtship.
Finally she consented to a “fling”.
He left her apartment uncertain.
13 years later he woke up next to her and counted his lucky stars.
Another couple, two more winding their way through love.
It’s hard to predict what the outcome will be.
But, they have each other. And sometimes that’s enough.
Not quite brown.
And not really green.
A little abstract painting in each one.
Intelligent and plaintive.
Saw a tear leap out like a fish jumping.
Yet joy is clearly visible when you smile.
Could spend all afternoon and evening,
looking for a place to rest inside them.
Quiet when you gaze back at me.
Experimenting with that digital camera again. Love the way it creates distortion with movement. Hazel eyes are beautiful. I’m actually thinking of another character here, but we’ll wait to introduce her. It’s enough to see how much she is adored.