She had ribbons in her hair. Purple velvet, nested in a sea of auburn. Small amethyst beads on her neck sparkled softly in the lantern light, complimenting her radiant smile. Her dress billowed and swirled as she danced to the sole violin’s tune, her breathless laughter the sweetest music in his ears. They fell in love beneath the stars; and love, in all its forms, guided them throughout the years, until auburn turned gray, turned white.
When she left, his heart went with her.
On this November day, there is no warmth left in the sun. He gently touches the amethyst necklace, carefully placed on the wooden chair next to his. The tea in his tin cup has long gone cold. Trees shed their leaves in gusts of autumn wind, and his Longing counts the hours, until they meet again.
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Written for VisDare26: Engraved – 150 words or less. Grab a pen and join the fun!
photo credits: graphicmania.net
That’s so beautiful !
Thank you very much – glad you enjoyed 🙂
Oh Miri – OMG Miri, can I say tonight as I read this…especially after today, the tears fall… the images you have given – the love that he lost, the necklace hanging on the chair…the tin cup…SUPERB all of it utterly and completely, I am in awe. x
Oh you are so sweet – I am so sorry if i caused any additional pain… did not mean to do so. xx
We will all be him one day, in some way or another. The beauty of this really touched me. x
we will. thank you for the visit – i am happy it spoke to you. x
Beautifully poignant. This left me feeling the deep hollow in his life. So well crafted, it takes you straight into his heart and the long, technicolor memories he has of her. Lovely, lovely work!!!
thank you very much for your visit and comment, Angela – an amazing picture choice.
Oh that face; I love it.
i did, too… says so much