24.2.09

An Advantage to a Power Shortage

They lay out on the damp grass, staring up at the stars. Her head rested on his chest and their fingers were laced together.

“So beautiful.” She whispered. Being out here during a power shortage was amazing. There were no lights to deter the beauty of the stars.

“Yeah.” He smiled at her. To him, her beauty was much greater than the stars.

She leaned her head to kiss him.

“Summer nights, no lights, what a sight.” She grinned at his rhyme.

“You’re a dork.”

“But I’m your dork.”

“Yes, that you are. Always and forever.” And they kissed again.

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I know..mushy.. tacky..and so totally cliche.kill me.we all need them in our life..one way or another.. :P

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