Date: 2009-08-23 01:02 pm (UTC)
Time loses all conceptual meaning, cushioned by grass and earth and holding the man he loves. The suns move across the sky and there's a warm breeze, but nothing compares to this.

Later, but how much later anyone is the wiser, their lips part, and for the moment, it's enough. The moment may be brief, but it's a moment, nonetheless.

"Did you get my letters?"
This account has disabled anonymous posting.
If you don't have an account you can create one now.
HTML doesn't work in the subject.
More info about formatting

Profile

amicably_absent: (Default)
amicably_absent

January 2016

S M T W T F S
     12
3456789
10111213141516
1718192021 2223
24252627282930
31      

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Jun. 28th, 2025 09:27 am
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios