Creation

Written by Jacob Ibrag

He traced her shadow as she turned her eyes

towards the rising sun. Hearing the scratches of the

pencil upon his notebook, she turns back and smiles. ‘What

are you sketching?’ Hiding his work from her inquiring attention,

he asks her to hold still for a few more seconds, ‘I swear I’m almost

finished.’ Unable to deliver her patience, she peaks over his shoulder

and stares at his pending creation, ‘she’s perfect.’ Shifting away from

his picture, he looks back at her and whispers, ‘if I had to try to

draw the perfect girl, she wouldn’t even come close to you.

I wouldn’t know where I’d begin or how to capture

the soul married underneath your skin.’

Photographer Unknown