She felt a tear well up in her eye, run down her nose and into her mouth. It tasted both sweet and salty. The wind was blowing through the trees and dropping the remnants of the brief shower onto her face – it was mixing with her tears. Through the trees she caught a glimpse of the full moon and the stars.
She had been slipping in and out of memories and dreams and consciousness…
She was in her backyard lying naked, the breeze playing delicately across her skin – the kisses of the stars……
As she looked at the stars she imagined the night sky was like a soft blanket with pinholes in it. She caught sight of one bright star and imagined drifting up to see through the hole… Flying into a distant sun…
As her father pushed hard for the last time, as she reached the point of ecstasy, as she reached the apogee, she let go…
As Chris lay still underneath her, erect, she felt a wave of climatic energy race up her spine and carry her outside herself…..
Ray is a Melbourne based writer. He has completed two novels and is currently going through the process of getting them published. Read his Biography
Bliss is a young hippie girl with an extraordinary, untamed mind: a guitar prodigy, a synesthete, but can she tame her wild talent?
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