One In A Hundred #4

She’s so beautiful. Ethereal. The blue of the sky against the curve of the clouds. Or the reflection of sunlight on ice, cool to the touch, but sparkling so brightly: yellow, gold, pink reflecting wildly. Our world is a glitter storm. Or a page torn from a colouring book. Colour pencil shades. Soft denim blue on a warm summer afternoon, a soft-edged city in smudged grey and gold. Tonight the water is warm when we wade in – summer bikini tops tied in double knots. We rest, there and everywhere, letting the darkness around us melt into silver. Not drowning, floating.

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