When Beauty Hurts

It’s a tricky thing, beauty. We chase it. We praise it. We protect, nurture and tend it with such precision and care. The world loves a thing of beauty. To look at you brings such joy to my heart. Pride inexplicable. Fear undeniable. The beauty within you is stunning. A sight to behold. Not just beauty of skin; face; hair; smile …

Brushing Dreams

Caramel-colored strands of hair cascade down a back clothed in pink. With long, smooth strokes I brush. The tangles are long gone, but she is engrossed in her book and I can’t will myself to move, so still I brush. Breathing in the fresh scent of strawberry shampoo and reveling in this quiet moment together. Well, it would be quiet …