Peace in the Thunder

Claude's heart fluttered with every word Rene spoke, her eyes glistening with a mix of joy and pain. The tenderness in his actions, the sincerity in his voice, made her chest ache with longing. She smiled softly, trying to hide the turmoil inside.

Rene, you have a way of making even the simplest things feel extraordinary, she said, her voice soft but steady. She allowed herself to be pulled into his embrace, savoring the warmth and safety it provided, even if only for a moment.

She let out a gentle sigh as his lips met hers, her fingers intertwining with his. The world around them seemed to fade, leaving just the two of them in that stolen moment of bliss.

As he lifted her into his arms, she gazed into his eyes, her voice barely above a whisper, You always know how to make me feel cherished, Rene. If I thought we could run far enough, fast enough, I’d say let’s leave right now.

She rested her head against his shoulder, closing her eyes to hold back the tears threatening to spill. I wish I could stay in this moment forever, forget the world outside these walls. But reality always finds a way to intrude.

With a gentle touch, she cupped his face, her thumb brushing against his cheek. You are my sanctuary, Rene. In a world that feels so cold and unkind, you are the warmth that keeps me going.

She pressed a final, lingering kiss to his lips, pouring all her unspoken emotions into that one tender gesture, before reluctantly stepping back, reality tugging at the edges of their stolen paradise.

@René Louis Dumont