Graveyard

In the past nine months I’ve had many new experiences. ¬†Each of them has pushed me to grow in one or more ways. Sometimes I grew less fearful of situations that used to cause fear; such as driving downtown. ¬†Sometimes a new experience taught me to take risks despite a fear of the unknown. ¬†Sometimes I learned how to have fun – pure, joyous fun. It is an experience such as this that I will share now.

 

He and I, holding hands, walked into the night.

He said I looked like a witch. And I did, wearing the color of darkness.

We found ourselves among those who couldn’t see or hear and yet could witness us.

Peaceful, tranquil.

Ethereal.

Glorious.

The graveyard and the love we made.

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