Sometimes I Write

Sometimes I will post things that I write.  They're kind of stream-of-consciousness, and are unedited, but I'll post them on here.  There's seldom any form, and they're probably crap, but hey, it's writing.

Once upon a time there was a boy.
He was supremely ordinary.
And once upon that same time there was a girl.
Ordinary, she was anything but.
A light shined from her.
Tempered by life.
Sharpened by experience.
Hopeful, maybe?

The boy had his own light.
Dulled by fear.
Blurred by experience.
Anxious of life.

Then, one day,
Her light shone on his.
And his light brightened.
Her light showed him what could be,
And it was beautiful.

She showed him music,
As if for the first time.
And his ears were joyous.
She showed him sustenance,
Such as he had never known.
And his hunger was gone.
She showed him beauty,
Beauty over-powering, as the sun.
And he was warm.
She taught him to feel.
And her love felt of the softest silk.

That was all he had to give her.
Love without bound.
And they were happy.