Gracefully
Author's Note: Originally published on August 3, 2009
The utter despair reflected in the mirror conveyed something much deeper than simple vanity as she examined the single grey strand standing out amidst a turbulent sea of brown. Her mind was bombarded by memories near and far: train rides and discoveries, war and loss, tears and joy, laughter and love, first words and sticky embraces. Where had the time gone?
As she lamented the passing of her youth, a familiar freckled arm encircled her waist and a gentle hand pushed aside her bushy curls. Warm lips pressed a tender kiss against her exposed neck.
"You."
Kiss.
"Are."
Kiss.
"Beautiful."