devil-in-the-flesh

I was laying down in the grass one warm summer's evening. I looked at my surroundings, the broken gate, on it's last legs, the dead plants, cooked due to the hot weather, the cracks in the walls of my house. But despite all this, everything seemed perfect. I didn't care about those imperfections. I put my book down on the soft green grass, and lied down. I looked at the beautiful blue sky, the small clouds, the most beautiful scene. Whilst looking at this magnificent view, I thought of you : your gorgeous brown hazel eyes, like the rich brown of the oak trees, and your voice, so soothing like the gentle breeze that was tickling my neck. I w