when june said it takes a little editing but life is fun
...i felt that
i first noticed her thin silvery hair, her coral painted lips second, and her knotted sinewy fingers third. i overheard her ask if the store carried any sandals because she was looking for a pair of sandals to match a pair of orange pants she just bought. her voice was raspy but soft and willowy. i thought i heard an accent in the lilt of her words - i tried to place it. i decided her voice was one of someone who has lived a lot of life.
then i really saw her.
her name is june.
my name is june, i was born in june, everything is june, she says it in a sing song voice. she asks me what sign i am and i tell her i am an aries. she smiles. her salmon color lipstick bleeds into the lines around her mouth but i find it beautiful. big and small lines are gracefully etched into her face- around her eyes, around her mouth, folded into her cheeks - i love her for them. her eyes are a powdery blue yet vivid and mischievous- they almost look wet, like she is on the brink of a good cry.
ohh, an aries. i love aries.
she tells me she is a gemini.
i tell her i think she is beautiful.