Monday, 25 May 2009

Gelato and Pastries

The mellow drapery of her blouse caught his eye. He looked. She saw him look. Then months, seasons passed, and never could they quite manage to recreate the moment fully--but, god, how they tried.

Then, one day, she cuffed him gently across the chin and, in that moment, they saw each other again, for the first time.

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