Grace Like 0 Twitter Ocean Savellano Follow Oct. 4, 2016, 3:29 a.m. in Creative Views: 864 Like us on facebook Her hands running along the tall grass, looking back to see me smiling back at her. She was beautiful. She twirled around holding on to her long silk skirt, laughing as the wind blew her hair. She was an epitome of grace, a solid picture of purity. She calmed the beast inside me with her soft smiles, and warm hugs. I walked near her to give her a peck on the cheek, she blushed. It was all bliss, and euphoria. How can a woman like her.. Love someone like me? I guess love is blind or love is just unpredictable. A beast and a beauty, a cliche I might say. But once you really fall in love, I guess it doesn't really matter how you look or the way you dress. I think love is having a deep connection with each other's soul. Published by Ocean Savellano Share Mail Messenger Twitter Pinterest Linkedin Comments Related Article Creative Sunflower Creative JURY’S STILL OUT? Creative DO YOU DO GOOD?