His sketchbook held thirty-six sketches of the moon, full, and thirty-three sketches of her, a woman unknown. This night would make it sketch thirty-seven since he began drawing curves, just of the moon at first, then of her. His hand sketched her as fast as his mind created her. She arrived during a night when …
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Her Cottage by the Sea (continued)
A morning spent tracing curves with slow and deliberate fingertips. They release a power that contradicts- soft, sensual, and delicate yet, they spark a fire within. They form the shape of words absorbed by her salty and sandy skin. Unspoken words turn to ash when they are drawn in to a body that pulses with …
Her Cottage by the Sea
Curtains swaying a soft lift and gentle dip a peaceful rhythm matching the rise and fall of their replenishing breath Hues changing a floating canvas a fleeting Rembrandt filtering the pink sunrise transforming walls inside Senses stirring a dream scene blurring a mind’s eye releasing ushering in discoveries in joy and carefree play Fingers typing …