70° Fahrenheit

(Meant to post this for a challenge last month. Oh well, better late than never.)

70 degrees Fahrenheit.
Calm,
Perfect.
When the ties of winter have finally
Blown away.

No constraints.
Just air,
And warmth,
And spring.

A girl dancing in the grass,
Alone.
Short blond hair
And ocean eyes,
Generic and yet…
The most beautiful thing
I've ever seen,
Ever felt,
Ever experienced.

70 degrees Fahrenheit.
The calm after a storm,
The sun after a week of rain.
That wonderful person after a lifetime
Of not knowing.
Months of cold breeze
Breathing down my neck,
Years of my burning words
Sneaking up my spine.

And finally,
After all this time,
Calm.
 

CecyRavenclawFireheart

NH

YWP Alumni

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