The Corridor
We walk down a corridor, window panes passing by. Slowly, taking time when we are young to look into those window panes closest to us, but later… as we grow bored or hurried, we stop spending nearly so much time entranced because we look for just that one door that will actually open.
Melissa
Peaceful, loving and loved. She reaches toward all those would-be lovers and tries to find one who will truly be just that, her lover. Lover is not what you have made of it. Our sexually oriented times have brought more evil and gross into that word than what I intend here. She is simply a beautiful person who is seeking someone to be her fellow-lover. A lover of life, the sunshine, her hair, and most especially her. Lover: One who loves.