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Wishing For A Kiss
Wishing For A Kiss

The news came, and with it, electricity.

I heard you would be here tonight, and my fingers and toes tingled. I got a funny butterfly feeling in my tummy. Distracted, I could hardly think of anything else, and certainly there was no one but you in my thoughts today.

I hurried to get all the things done that needed to be crossed off my list today, then I brushed on a pink tinted lipstick, just in case. It was nearing evening when I sat to watch the sunset and think of you. I pictured where you might be at a particular moment, and then the next. I imagined I heard your footsteps fall on the garden path and the hushed whisper of your tentative greeting.

I turned, and you were there. As you got nearer to me, I felt drawn to you as strongly as the clouds hunger for the sunset’s rays to bring them to rosy-golden heights of happiness from miles away.

And then we kissed.

Bliss.

Please come back tomorrow for a new “Weed Image of the Day” and let me know which ones you like.

We and our weeds are so much more than what we first appear to be.

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