[ It is the imagery that catches his attention first and he tilts his head to watch and to listen as she reads. Love and longing, courtship and desire - they are themes as old as the sun and the moon.
He thinks on that as he watches her sitting comfortably in the middle of his garden, on a loveseat made more for comfort than beauty. He notes the way the sunlight falls on her shoulders; patches filter through the trees mimicking a veil of light. ]
I like that one. [ His voice is not very loud, but even from this distance, he knows it will carry across the space between them. ] It reminds me of a verse from one of my favorites.
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He thinks on that as he watches her sitting comfortably in the middle of his garden, on a loveseat made more for comfort than beauty. He notes the way the sunlight falls on her shoulders; patches filter through the trees mimicking a veil of light. ]
I like that one. [ His voice is not very loud, but even from this distance, he knows it will carry across the space between them. ] It reminds me of a verse from one of my favorites.