Zhudong market 8:07 pm

In Feeling of the moment, Poetic prose, Writing on 2010/09/22 at 16:13

I am sitting on a stone wall, dangling my feet over a red bricked square, my girl is by my side and I have a cold drink in my hand. I rest my hand on her leg and gaze up at the full moon shining bright behind a thin veil of clouds. It is strange how such a simple thing can be so beautiful. I feel my girl snuggling up to me in the surprisingly cool air and the smooth skin of her thigh. I sit here and feel absolutely content, the perfect ending to a perfect day. Happy moon festival!


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