It was a gentle kiss, a soft kiss, a sweet kiss. It was a kiss that said everything they had never said, and everything they wanted to say. It was a kiss that ignited a flame, a flame that burned with passion, with desire, with love. It was a kiss that changed everything, and nothing. It was a kiss that made them more than friends, and still friends. It was a kiss that they would never forget, and never regret.
Cecily has a dream of painting the world With colors bright and bold She wants to capture the beauty she sees In landscapes, portraits, and stories untold.
Just a few words - but they evoke a lot of imagination and sympathy in the reader.
I am also inspired by NC - even in everyday life! If I meet a mother with a child in the supermarket, and the shopping trolley is twice as big as the cute child, I don't just walk by, I comment on the situation with humour (and love). And when I "succeed", three people suddenly have a smile on their face.
I'm sure you do too, Cecily. [ I haven't found a picture to go with my comment, but I wanted to give you some feedback. I am touched by your words! Thank you for that].