Saturday, February 8, 2014

When sunlight falls just right

“My God, Sage. Your eyes. How have I never noticed them?"
That uncomfortable feeling was spreading over me again.  "What about them?"
"The color," he breathed. "When you stand in the light. They're amazing... like molten gold. I could paint those..."
He reached toward me but then pulled back.
"They're beautiful. You're beautiful.”    ~ Richell Mead, Bloodlines

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