March 31, 2009

Italian sunset

Arms full of bags, we crossed the parking lot, the Italian sunset frosting us, our hands cradling statues of the Leaning Tower. Something about the blush of colors across the sky was satisfying, and the four of us leaned on each other's sweaters, knowing this was happiness.

8 comments:

Katie said...

Good...

Cuileann said...

This is so vivid - I can feel your happiness and the moment.

Cassandra said...

I love the picture. :D The end of the first sentence is worrisome to me, because you use 'hands' twice, but that's just me fresh from my fiction-writing class of doom. I do like it. :)

Erin said...

This is lovely :)

Maya Ganesan said...

Cassandra - oh, oops! :) I meant to take out the 'in our hands' part. Quick-edit time!

Maya Ganesan said...

Ah - there! I've fixed it!

Cassandra said...

Much better. :D

Sherry said...

Oh do I like this.