Lizzie paints delphiniums on the wall behind our bed, blue to match my tattoo. She draws us in purple. When I protest, she flicks paint at me. “Now it’s correct.”
I steal the brush to paint stars in our eyes and moons on our breasts. With a pencil from the nightstand, she draws a moustache on my purple face, the one on the wall, and shrieks as my bright blue handprints find her body.
Dork, she writes above my portrait. Nerd, I write above hers.
She kisses me, her lips leaving a trail of little blue flowers that will never disappear.
Katherine Rupley says
I can hear your voice when I read this. Well done.
Finnian Burnett says
Thank you so much, Kate!
Melanie Mulrooney says
This is such a delightful, sweet story! I love it!
love this! makes you smile reading it, so playful
So fun and playful! A joy to read.
S. Webb says
The imagery is wonderful and the feel of story is lighthearted. Amazing how you wrote with 101 words. Loved it.
Stella Klein says
Really enjoyed this. Snapshot of moment and a whole relationship.
I like the colorful image!
Lovely and playful!