Wednesday, October 11, 2006

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4 comments:

"ME" Liz Strauss said...

And when the soulmates touched hands, flowers took notice and surrounded them in the shapeo of a star, soft as feathers from true heaven. Their souls entwined in golden, flexible rings of artful love inside the flowers. From that moment their spirits could not separate for neutrons had bound them in an exchange that happened when they looked back up into each other's eyes.

Trée said...

Oh my Liz! I absolutely love that description. As perfect and complete as the smile of a newborn in his mother's arms. :-)

Autumn Storm said...

:-)! Wonderful interpretation!!

tsduff said...

I was just going to say pretty lavendar - imagine the scent... but Liz blew that theory... :-D