||[Nov. 8th, 2003|08:20 pm]
I looked in her eyes, and I could see my own reflection in her pupils.|
We knew the night would rise . . . the light outside slowly faded, and as the television passed our time, we anticipated this evening.
We opened up the kitchen door and walked outside into the night. The starscape gave us the first evening show hello. We rounded the side of the house to look to the East for our first glimpse of the event.
There in the eastern sky, the moon had already risen . . . and slowly, its reflected light would erode . . .
We danced in the backyard. We cloaked the moon.