My Madison: Scene. 1

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Sea shells and seaweed rest in the tan soft grainy sand; the sun light basking into the morning of a new day.

I sat soft in the sand, it was slight mushy and yet still felt of grains; across the seas blistering waves, I watch. Admiring its greatness, its power, its might.

"Will you come in now and have dinner with me; I know you must be quiet famished by now." She insists with a enticing and soft voice; brushing against my listening ears. "I am indeed; but not for bread and meat my sweetheart." I confess pulling her into my arms; down to the sand beneath us both: we lay together as the sun begins to set; lowering against the hills of Daysdales coves, and resting under the earth.

Then the moon rose high, so high it almost seems to be out of reach, out of grasp as would be to a baby who's mother is not there. I stare, and stare; with a spark of wonder and thought: what's life with a end, if there is never a beginning.

"Its beautiful isn't it?" Madison whispers sweetly to me; I smile and glare into her glossing and glistening eyes and say "Not as beautiful as you my dear."

Her eyes fix on mine, her lips part timidly and her skin flusters rose red; I had such affect on her emotions and heart: one little word and she can't look away; she is caught in my net. And I shall never let her escape its snares: not then, not here, not ever. For she is my starlit sky; and I am her moon night shine forever.

To be continued....

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