Wild Berry Meadow sweet surrender

She look at him, glancing. The fading sunlight turned his coat as bright as the sun, and his eyes like fire. Bright, loving, passionate. He drew close to her side, placing a kiss on her cheek. She reveled in his closeness, melted at his words. She knew there was truth in each one. 

“And you, Val, are just as handsome. I think the years have added to it. Seasoned, stronger….” She whispered to him, now leaning against him. 

To hear he had dreamed of her, of them, was the cherry on top. 

“I truly believe that some things are just meant to be. I’d be lying if I said I’d never thought about us.”

The light had begun to fade even more, turning the sky a dark purple, before it would become black.