A Boy and a Girl

A boy.  Had a mom and a dad.  Went to school.  Got a job.  Lived a life.

A girl.  Played a game.  Drove a car.  Ate a dinner.  Lived a life.

Blowing wildly in the wind, her finger stroked back her hair, constraining it behind her ear, exposing her blushing cheeks.  Beating wildly, his heart was focused on her.  Her white smile, her wondering eyes, legs crossed, and perfect teeth biting her bottom lip.  Flowers bathed in the sun, green grass welcomed bare feet, and the bench they sat upon was utopia overlooking the flowing river.  The people passing by in the park were not there to them.  The dogs running freely did not steal their attention.  Fixed and enchanted in this perfect minute of eternity.  The four inches between them began to close as he inched his arm around her and she lay her head on his shoulder.  For the first time.  The cherished first time that would begin to bond them in the first moments of love.

Together is the sun shining and the birds singing.  Love makes everything much more interesting.

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20 thoughts on “A Boy and a Girl

  1. There’s really no other way to describe this except to say that it is just beautifully written. Reminds me of thirty two years ago… and of yesterday. Thanks for sharing this with us. You’ve brightened my day.
    Michael

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