Light
By: Anime Blob (CartoonBlob)
Notes: I need to stop listening to The Spill Canvas, especially at ungodly hours of the morning, when I should be, you know, sleeping.
Disclaimer: The Simpsons © Matt Groening.

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Again and again, that small finger curled around those locks of soft, brown, and godly hair. In the pitch black, Mel could still sense the other’s presence as he slept on the other side of the mattress. It wasn’t the fact that his had eyes had grown used to him. He could just tell that he was there. It was almost as if Mel, even if he was blinded, could still gaze into Bob’s inner soul, discovering warmth, among his prickled hate, to light up the darkest of spaces.

Letting go of the lock of heaven, the sideshow laid down to his pillow. His eyelids began to close to his lover’s soft, rhythmic breathing, as he recalled that rose he planted last spring; how it brighten up everything it his garden. With dreams calling, Mel curled up, as soft words came spilling from his mouth:

“You brighten up my life.”


FIN