5 months ago. Friday, October 3, 2025 at 1:33 PM
Waves crashing against the unforgiving headland
Translucent wings of a dragonfly.
The smell of woodsmoke on a cold, misty, winters morning
Church bells bringing people to celebrate a couple’s love
A crumpled, dry, brittle leaf fallen from the tree
Hard rain battering the window while you stroke your lover’s delicate skin
The arch of the back, the gasp, the clench
The most beautiful thing.