Title: Shandiin
Author: Mikee
Summary: Damn... thats hard. Its about the sun... basically, I guess.
Dedication: Stacey because you didn't know you were reading boys having sex until you started Dancehall Queen. And you signed my guestbook, you little punk. I love you so.
Note: This is super, SUPER short. And, also. Shandiin means "sun rays" in Navajo, just so you werent confused or whatever, haha.
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The sky was white.
White and gray with clouds. The sun was invisible, though light spilled over the layer of white.
Yellow rays pushed through the thick clouds, light slicing through the fog, through the trees, tattooed on you. On your face, on your lips, on your eyelids.
The rays painted you golden and you glowed.
Your skin was bright, radiant, vibrant and it made me want to touch you in the faintest ways. It made me want to test how warm you were, made me want to feel with my lips the patch of sun on your cheek. It made me want to hold you, squeeze you, to kiss you, watch you.
It made me want to love you like no one had ever loved you before.
Your eyes fluttered and the iris of your eyes were suddenly crystal.
The clouds shifted above us and we were blanketed in shadow, but not a mile away, were brilliant rays spilling from the dense layer and I smiled.
Beautiful, beautiful shandiin.
-Fin-