She stood among the sunflowers, seemingly still but swaying with them; barely visible unless you happened to tilt your head a certain way.
She gazed with blazing eyes and a candied smile, curls waterfalling to her ankles, decorated with beads and pearls.
"Are you lost," I whispered, the day I spotted her.
"Are you?" she whispered back.
"I am," I admitted.
"Join me then."
Her hand was warm, her breath was sweet, and her arms were home.
@Teryl_Pacieco aw. Sweet, complete, and beautiful.
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