Friday, June 18, 2010

Smooth




They looked out on the lake, laying dark and still. Not a ripple or a wave. It's surface was a smooth as glass, or black onyx. Shiny, smooth seemingly never ending. The air was thick and hot and they lay in a tangled mass of flesh on the hammock. Her long smooth legs intertwined and wrapped around his heavy and thick legs. His smooth cheeks, freshly shaved that morning, nuzzle into the flowing curls of her hair. They lie there in the shadows of the trees enjoying the quiet and the calmness. Savoring the ability to just be with each other, in each other, one. 

They watch the moon rise over the trees and cast it's perfect round reflection on the black glass top of the lake. It changes the shadows with it's brightness casting them in a blueish glow. She is so happy in the place. Wrapped in his arms, surrounded by his love, two becoming one. They are like Yin and Yang, smooth and hard, strong and soft. She doesn't know how she deserves such a thing, to be so happy and safe and protected. She thinks of her friends, probably out in clubs right now, fighting crowds and loud music trying to find 'the one'. 

As she lays here surrounded by happiness she thinks of them surrounded by noise and humanity. One character after another trying to show off his smooth moves on the dance floor or his wit and wisdom in a one minute shouted conversation. The mass of throbbing and swaying bodies all trying to make themselves noticed enough to be given the opportunity to move beyond the loud bass into a quieter place. She snuggles in closer to her love. People told her she was missing out, settling in to young. "Live your life! Have fun!". 

She gazes up at his face, peaceful, quiet, running her hand down his smooth cheek and she thinks. I'm not missing anything, I am right where I want to be. 




This is part of Creativity Boot Camp, my medium is fiction. Prompt: Smooth.
I'm doing photography too, these are my best shot, you can see more photos at my Flickr stream

5 comments:

Tammy Lee Bradley said...

Very vivid. I felt like I was a voyeur hiding behind a tree. LOL! See you for "smile." ♥tlb

Shell said...

Love the contentment and peace from this story.

Rebekah C said...

Awww. I really enjoyed reading that.

Having married young myself (and not regretting it all) I totally feel you on this one. I AM living my life...and loving it. :)

Christine said...

It may be fiction, but it sure reads a lot like my youth, with my husband. I started dating him at 15, we've been together for 18 years. This is exactly how I felt. Loved this.

Pink Kiwi Studios said...

Another great job!. I'm so glad I found some time to do some catch up. I really enjoy your stories.

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