somewhere far away…

With exquisite torture, the feeling tugged at the corner of her heart like something fierce. The days roll back to that balmy summer breeze, to the gentle swaying of fanning palms, to the heady fragrance of blooming jasmines. The night evoked a quietly forgotten longing for someone to share those thoughts and desires. The last of the flaming sunset took her breath away as she traced her memories to a familiar setting long ago. Any moment now, she was expecting the cry of an exotic night creature to disrupt her nostalgia, but it never came. All she was left with were the dried tear ducts that have forgotten their use and left her feeling nonetheless sad. As she looked for words to describe her tumultuous thoughts, she avoided the root of her problem like the bubonic plague.


~ by yukina2x on April 30, 2007.

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