Oranges always smell like oranges.
Oranges always look like oranges-orange.
Yet, it smells so pleasing, and yet it can never get out of anything.
Including a mind.
Orange like his hair.
Like his scent.
She can smell it when he helps her out.
Gives her a hand up after another childish outburst.
She cheers him up with an equally childish cheer at his game.
He smiles.
She smiles.
Unknowing Children.
Children at heart.
Children at mind.
Children in reality.
Too childish to realize what is there.
What is there, for the taking.
Easily within reach.
If they push away the light absorbing cloud in their way.
A cloud sated by oranges.
A cloud sated by realization.
Realization of what their relationship truly was.
Realization of what their relationship could turn out to be.
Realization of what lay behind it all.
Behind the playful gestures.
Behind the winks.
Behind the larger-than-reality allows smiles.
Behind the ribbons.
They are too childish.
Too childish to realize what is behind their reality.
Too childish to realize that there is something beyond their reality.
Too childish to realize that there is something to grab onto. And never let go.
Too childish to realize what lies in front of them, so obvious that it is missed.
Too childish to let anyone else realize their childish behavior, and what lies behind it.
Too childish to want to realize it all.
Orange like the sun, overhead.
The sun of their childhood.
A childhood not to be left behind.
Orange like the dawns and dusks of the world.
The dawns and dusks that cannot be touched, by them.
Not farther than the surface.
Childishly Oblivious lives.
Obliviously Childish lives.
Childishly Misled lives.
Blissful Childhood enveloping them all.
In a peaceful, orange sun.
The ever blinding sun of Childhood.
Me: Once again, this is quite short. I know. These are meant to be. What I didn't know was that I'd manage not only to post a chapter of Forever, but two of these in a night. I'm on a roll! :)
But like I said before, I'll be going to camp. I won't have any internet access, courtesy of the sleepaway camp. So I won't be working on my stories any.
Oh well. Once again, guess the couple. I hope you liked these! Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to get some sleep.