::I'm Like A Bird, I'll Only Fly Away::
There's something so inspiring about watching a good sunrise or sunset. The colors are rich and vibrant. The sky just takes on a life of it's own. I'm one of those people who loves to just stare up at the sky. Watch the cloud formations float by, watch birds glide through the air, and watch the stars as they sparkle like diamonds against black velvet. I'm in love with what's up there. I can't get enough of the bright blue of a summer's day and the brilliant radiance of the golden sun. The sight I love most is looking towards the coast, beyond the reaches of land, to where the sea meets the sky in a gentle embrace. The two shades of blue seem to share a passionate kiss which softly allows them to intertwine. My infatuation with the heavens and the ocean rivals all the feelings of "love" I've ever experienced. *sigh* I'm a hopeless romantic. It's a facet of my personality that doesn't shine through very often, but when it does I can surprise even myself. I hope that one day I can share a sight so magnificent with someone who can make my heart melt the same way. I'd let myself become overwhelmed with a sense of rapture, thanking the Lord for giving me something so blessed. I can imagine letting the moment wash over me, filling all my senses with an almost orgasmic quality. Then slowly I'd let it go. To know that feeling will have been enough. For now, I can only dream of something that magical and help myself to remember why I have this longing.
Random Blurb: I want to remember the colors of that day. The sky sang to me, and I felt closer to God.
posted by Rochelle @ 4:59:00 PM
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