March 6, 2015

Ape My Love

As he sat hidden among the trees gazing at her while she was swinging, a lump went up his throat.
She came across irresistible to his lonely heart. She was the destination of his nomadic life.
Her laughter raised his ears, tickled his soul, as his eyes fixed on her, imprinting her forever-in his heart.

This is fiction-55.

This post has been written for Prompt of the Month; a feature of Writer's Ezine

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