Written as part of a challenge called Photo Challenge details below.
The soul is a desolate wasteland at times. The good and bad side pull for influence. One argues with passion and the other logic. The heart and mind take sides. Each one padding the odds with treats and rewards for “good” behavior. Sweet success often comes at the end of a bumpy,winding road. The views are better looking back.
In a moment, the choice is made. Thoughts turn toward the prize. A smile, warm inviting smile flashes. The signal of the lighthouse warning of rocky waters couldn’t match is intensity. But is out there.
Now the wait. Will the attention be returned? She knows there are complications. But then again that is the allure. It’s only stolen moments of you keep them.