Monday 23 March 2009

Love on the Hill Tops

Huddled together upon the hill-top, he held me within his arms, my head askew as we watched the sun rise above the tree tops which stood tall and proud within the distance.

A small fire we burned during the cold night of our stay within the two man tent had just started to fizzle out. The cooling branches popped, and the grey smoke puffed and carried away with the passing breeze.

He turned and looked at me. His green eyes gazing into my blue eyes with such deepness. His love for me emerging through his smile and his flowing words a song to my ears...

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