Shooting star

“Look” she squealed with delight while pointing at the shooting star.

They were picnicking by the lake when the meteor shower began.

Dressed in a lavender frock with her abundant curls tied loose with thin lilac ribbons at the nape of her neck, she was a sight to behold that night.

Seeing her giggle like a little girl made his heart whistle and pop like fireworks in the sky.

They kissed for the first time under a giant celestial canopy of tiny flickering flames clashing and blending into each other.

 

 

Written for In Other Words, fireworks…

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