today was a day for me to solemnly watch as people kindled bonds and developed their relationships as I walked down the crooked brick steps towards the concrete overpass. carrying my bag, an empty coffee cup, and a half filled hope that someone might be waiting for me on the other side of the steps.
Monday, April 06, 2009
Sunsets on a single soul
today was a day for picnic baskets filled with cheese, crackers, and fruits, petite sandwiches with the crusts delicately removed. glasses of wine that sat precariously on the grass, wicker baskets that sat sturdily on checkerboard linen, and lovers, friends, companions holding hands, fondly gazing, and gently kissing in the warm sunlight under the shadowy petals of cherry blossom trees.
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