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Grace

A Short Story From the Future

By Joel FountainPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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Grace

As she twirled in her black sun dress, under the moonlit sky, my heart flew to the heavens! I was mesmerized not by the slight giggle she made as her lips smiled or the fact that her eyes met mine and I could see behind the barrier that philosophers call the physical, Or the glow of her brown coloured skin that ambered from the light from the campfire. It was her gracefulness. As she danced to the music, she moved smoothly across from her side, where her marshmallow stick sat next to her cup of tea.

She reached out her hand. And without choice, as I am engaged with her already, my love for her compelled me to reach back.

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