Sunday, August 29, 2010
A moment with a stranger
He watched her watch people, with flowers in her hair and a dryness in his mouth. It wasn't as if she was the most beautiful person he had ever seen, but there was a quiet radiance about her. It was as if lovely ran through her veins; the life about her was contagious.
He considered sitting next to her and starting up a conversation, but what do you say to someone like that?
It was only for a few minutes that their paths were in such close proximity, but he never forgot forgot her, even to the day he finally left this world.
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