Then think of two drops brought together by the chance of nature and falling in the same spot. They'll make a larger more powerful ring moving of its on accord and in its own world oblivious to the existence of all others. Moments of magic and coincidence, like that, just happen and to be there to capture them gives you the surreal feeling that this life is too good. Well boo, I think that we're those drops and this is one of those moments."
She turned her head around staring at him and remarking, "baby your vocal stylings are so smooth." Her eyes were glazed and what he saw as he stared into them stirred his deepest emotions. She looked back toward the window and leaned forward on the sill, arching her back, in an effort to point her protruding, quivering cheeks toward the sky.
He grasped a hip in each hand when suddenly at that moment, a large raindrop plunged into the center of the puddle on the patio. Plunging deeply, it created an ever expanding ring that pushed against all known boundaries. A counter harmonic forced the ring back toward the center engulfing the drop while simultaneously meeting its other side, crossing over and then continuing to expanded outward then inward then outward in an increasingly rapid fashion.
As rain drops turned to drops of sweat, "Stay
in My Corner" played on the radio competing with the patter of rain
and the howling of the accompanying wind. A great howling which seemed
to say CLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE...
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