breathe

Peach sky gives way to the first thunderstorm of the summer:
girl stops in the middle of road to breathe in that fresh smell for the first time in a year.
With closed eyes and lifted hands she praises what a beauty she feels.
From head to toe she’s vibrant with anticipation of what story will be told.
another.chapter.place.time.face.smell.space.written.down.

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May 28, 2009

Love…

May 31, 2009

will be told. indeed

June 16, 2009

I will try write and note more often I do miss open diary. I will alway be a member. You write so elegantly.