Notes: For an anonymous request. Title taken from the September 26, 2005 prompt for 31_days.
The waves' crash, restrained by the pull of the tide. His eyes downcast, doubled in a bow.
The scarlet petals, opened by the touch of light. Her hands twisted, almost imperceptibly in her lap.
The black sky, veined with lightning. The smile at the corners of her fingertips, his unseen eyes.