she had a garden
full of so many flowers
that she loved as if they were her own children.
i saw the love in her eyes,
and she had gotten one behind her ear.
just a small sunflower, but it was
cheery.
kind.
warm.
"it's mine." she had explained,
tipping the watering can over as the sun
beamed,
burned,
nurtured.
"i grew it from who i am,
as a gardener
as a person."
"that's a pleasant thing to think about a flower on your skin."
"you don't enjoy too much of the peaceful and self-help stuff, do you?"
"not when i don't have anything inside me that needs help."
she had giggled, shook her head, and fed her plants.
"you are a piece of work yourself."
i could only smile.
anything she did made me smile.
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imprint -- an original short story
Short Storyafter a single night with the gorgeous and unique mira grant, cole jefferson finds himself immersed in finding out everything and anything he can about her. // inspired by "show and tell" - said the sky ft. claire ridgely
