Upon my Death


The air was perfumed with plumeria blended with the Sea as she gracefully pranced to the surf’s edge and leapt into his waiting embrace. He lifted her until she was in the most favorable position for a passionate kiss from someone of his stature. When he finally yet delicately aided in her return to the warm surf, he chuckled because around her head was the golden crown he had seen over his own head in his dreams.

With a child’s innocence sparkling in her eyes, she looked up at him and with a gasp that combined excitement with surprise and realization asked, “This is heaven?

He spun her around so that she could watch the hibiscus shades of the Maui sunset and whispered into her neck, “It is, and I’ll be here waiting for your return.

©michele mitchell, 2014


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