Sunday, May 16

Sin is the only note of vivid colour that persists in the modern world.


When I slowly opened my eyes this morning the first thing I saw might just be the most beautiful sight ever. Chloè in her long white nightgown, sitting in the window smoking a pink cigarette. The wind played with her hair and her lips had the colour of plum wine. I didn't want her to know that I was awake, didn't want to ruin the moment. After ten deep breaths her eyes met mine. A smile spread across a her face and inside of me, then she said the strangest thing

Belle if you were a man, I'd hate you


10 comments:

Ellie the Elephant said...

i've never seen pink cigarettes before.

JenniAsh said...

This is bizarrely surreal yet wonderful.
I've been contemplating the last line for quite a while, it has so many implications...

Ke said...

I think the most beautiful moment is to see somebody sitting in the window quietly, and the wind playing her hair.

I enjoy the quiet moments like this very much.

See said...

Moments like that are always what you remember.

cass said...

Beautifully strange.
What Chloe makes no sense, but all the sense in the world.

Absolutely stunning piece, bravo Belle :)

sanchez said...

You write so vividly.
it's kind of calming in a sense.
I love it.

TabithaVenasse said...

The beauty of your writing never ceases to amaze me. It's elegant and classy in a way that few modern writers are capable of producing.

Thank you for sharing your talent with the world.

Susan said...

pink cigarettes must be gorgeous :)))
have a fab week, darling.
xoxo

s + b said...

lovely, as always. sounds as if chloe might be getting better? hope so!

A.M.D said...

Just like a dream x