Beyond beautiful, she sat on a rock near the pond. When his gaze brought her into his vision, he could see the diamond-like glints that the sun forced to dance among the sparkling strands of her golden hair. His breath caught suddenly in his chest.
Then he said simply:
“Come. Sit beside me for a minute”.
She got up gracefully and went to him. Her head rested contently on his chest, and, when he kissed the top of her shining hair, he breathed easily, knowing all was right with the world.
by D. J. Valentin
From: Friday Flash Fiction