At the climax of passion your vision was different than mine.
You said my face looked like a master’s drawing. No one ever said anything like that to me.
I saw us on a sailboat adrift in a clear, blue, sun dappled sea. The piquant smell of salt in the air and on our skin.
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Friday 55 is a story told in exactly 55 words. More details are at the g-man's place.
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There are two dogs inside, the one you feed is the one that grows.
7 comments:
passion is always visible as art.
Art is passion they say....
welcome to the world of 55ves!
Love this, so visual and sensuous.
xxMary LA
Wow, very evocative. I hope you do this again.
Thanks.
Scott...You have attained the very essence of the 55 in your first try!
Excellent job...
Thank you so much for this fine contribution, and please play again.
Have a Great Week-End...Galen
WOW! I would love to hear what you could do with 110 words, Scott :-)
Namaste
this is beautiful, i love your words.
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