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Rated: E · Prose · Inspirational · #1719642
I had to imagine myself standing in a photo and describing what I saw or felt. I aced it!
Such a beautiful sunset slowly setting as its radiant rays reflect gracefully and clearly on the calm, crystalline lake. The meadow grasses soaking up every drop of salty water into its muddy swamp. A shade formed from trees afar, making it cool and peaceful on a hot summers day. Crickets making music so sweet you can dance endlessly in a romantic manner. Colorful birds chirping with a melodious tune, as though you were in heaven soaring with angels.



A light wind blowing in many directions, blowing your hair to the most quivering extent. Clouds moving slowly and gently like feathers in the air. Dandelion seeds floating through the clean atmosphere of awakened paradise. One seed touches your skin, it sends a tingling sensation up your spine. Feeling of the gentle breeze, piercing your lips, like a kiss of November rain.



Soft, shiny hair glowing through the orange sunset rays, revealing its true colors. Such bright, full sun resembling a juicy, ripe grape fruit. Its warm tenderly air, covering you, like a blanket hugging you at night. Reflecting clearly in your eyes as to a gorgeous angel looking into them.



Smell of the grasses filling your nose with a fresh sensible smell. A smothering sweet, fragrant bouquet of pink-yellow blended wild flowers. Silky pedals sliding along your fingertips gracefully. When rain falls, a little drop will rest along the pedals, like a bubble of air and water that cannot burst. Such flowers have sweet nectar that no other can produce, so rare even buzzing bees come for more.



A cool lake on a summer’s eve, freshly clean water twinkling in midnight dreams. To tie a rope on a strong tree branch, swinging into the blue lake of bliss. Seemingly where nothing exists through dreams and reality. Light, sweet kisses against the surfacing water. The kiss, like kissing a person of cool gentleness. It’s a world of hopes and dreams, not many to be defined.

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