The pink flower petals, silky and soft, slipped between her fingers and fell in her light-blonde, waist-length hair. Her blue-gray eyes danced with delight as she runs, barefoot and in a light blue with white sunflowers sundress. She is beautiful.
He ran along behind her, laughing in delight. He too, was barefoot, wearing overalls on top of a light blue tee shirt. His darker blonde hair was cut neatly, but the petals grabbed onto the tips of hair anyway. His stormy gray eyes were wide and framed by long lashes. He is wonderful.
They met at the river, where he found her digging her toes in the mud with her arms spread wide, face turned to the blinding sun. He slipped his arms around her waist and kissed her neck, smiling when she giggled. "I love you, Luna," he told her softly.
She didn't turn around, but she said it back. "I love you, too, Rolf."