Beauty in the Eyes of the Believer

May 6, 2010
The sun illuminated the road, outlining the faded asphalt in bright light

I ignored the heat that filled my body as it bounced off my dark sweatshirt soaking through to my skin

I closed my eyes and let my head bump slowly into the dormant grass underneath me, as the quiet scream of the wind held a couple brown strands of my hair

I carefully opened my eyes, as an overpowring streak of blue and white, was laid out before me

The taste of the soft Autumn leaves on the tip of my tongue, as I peered up at the flimsy cotton floating in the sky

Such a world of perfection

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