#305 ~ One Hundred Words and a Photo: 25

picture25A blurred heartbeat, and the tendrils of water drizzled across my face softening the edges of the elements cool embrace.Feet poised to move, as small whirlpools sucked me to the spot that had not a single dry patch or island that I could resuscitate myself upon, I was a  fuzzy heart-shaped heartbeat, with just enough life left to pulse, one, two, three-

In the dim grey lights that lit the strip of street that I could see, out of focus in this sea of mild grayness, I saw the checkered spike of her coloured heart-beat, one two, me?

Copyright: Victoria. O

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