Caramel and Crystal

She knew. That the smile on her face had descended to her heart. Her laughter was the sun shining even on a stormy day. Especially on a stormy day.

She no longer walked. She waltzed through her day. Her laughter was like the tinkle of crystal bells dancing in the rain.

I called her name. She looked over her shoulder, threw her head back. The caramel hues of her eyes gleaming like polished brass.

And then she laughed. Again. Her laughing eyes turned to look at me. Her eyes spoke a language I did not speak. We shared a wordless conversation. And then she was gone.

The music of her eyes a haunting melody that still follows me.

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