her dress gleams green in the dusk, lime hugging mahogany.
it sheds a sumptuous, almost otherwordly glow on the two of us, sitting below - smoking, confiding, concurring.
and between and beyond their colourful banter and our hushed dialogue, a thousand people stroll and wheel through the retiring light.
It kinda resembles a Nike Tennis Shoe poster :)
ReplyDeleteBioluminescence. She kind of looks like a firefly.
ReplyDeleteShe looks like she might glow in the dark.
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