365- Short Story Friday- She is Pure Ecstasy

She is Pure Ecstasy

As Day begins to tire, blue face flushing pink, he invites Night and all her sister stars to entwine themselves in his fading façade.

He watches in awe as they dance along his rosy coat, fading purple in their presence. They are light. Dazzling light which grows brighter the faster they twirl. Night is pure ecstasy.  Day can’t help but love her. The same reason he loves her, is tragically the same reason he cannot have her. In all her dark mystery and childish bliss Night forgets quickly of Day’s love. Day is almost gone. Bidding farewell to the exotic wonder that is his neighbor. He is only to feel her cool touch on his cheek, it lasts but a millisecond. This moment he is destined to live for. All eternity shining bright in anticipation, for that one short moment.

I can’t help but wonder, am I Day, or am I Night?

152. Day's Love

           

153. She is pure ecstasy..

I didn't have to add saturation to these pink skies! The Tuscany sky really looked like that! It was amazing!

 

154. All eternity 

I know the pictures show Day's beauty more than Night, but I am not very good at taking photos of Night, not yet.
Shouldn't it be Day who is the more beautiful? He's real beauty. He isn't childish love that dazzles but has no substance. He's a real beating heart, consistent, loyal. True. He is true beauty.

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