Music: Boards of Canada
He looked through the peep hole and then cautiously opened the door. He stood for a minute listening. Nothing.
He turned and smiled at her, reaching for her hand. “Let’s go.”
Up the stairs, two, now three at a time. The heavy door, first open, then quickly shut behind them.
On the roof they were alone. Still clasping hands, they gazed upwards. The sun was liquid gold over the sheet-metal sky. Everything touched by it’s light was reborn.
He looked at her and cupped her face with his hand and told her he loved her.
It was days like this that made him feel glad to be alive.
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gorgeous pic G2
Another beautiful photo! And lovely text.
For some reason only half of the post is being displayed, is it my browser or the site??
Not sure why that is. Perhaps it is a browser thing. Which one are you using?