A million steps they each did take to get to this place where the bright lights glistened on their flushed faces. Steps that were sometimes sure and strong, other times they took a step back and sometimes their steps were reduced to a crawl. Other times the two, separately stepping, fell to their knees and weeped. Never for long, did they allow life to hold them down. Something was pulling them along. A million steps, stepping them toward a destination that would be a beginning, not an ending. Their steps were stepping them toward each other. Toward home. Their stepping stopped when they fell into each other’s arms. A million steps behind them, blown by the wind. Steps now scattered across the calm water under the bridge. A million steps transformed into tiny diamonds danced in their eyes. No need to retrace the many steps that brought them to this moment, he thought, as he delicately traced the shape of her beautiful face. All that matters is this moment. Together, they will step away.
If you enjoyed this post, you might also enjoy the sexy NYC couple in my flash fiction piece, “The Last, at Last” Need some more love? Visit my Poetic Storyteller homepage and click on the “Love” category. 💓 Thank you for visiting, reading, and listening. Be well. 💗 Michele
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