judyg13
The warm, sleepy feeling invoked by a hug that seeps down from your skin into your heart, warming your blood and calming your thoughts.
"Couch" is the name of a street in Portland. When I saw it for the first time I pronounced it like the piece of furniture but quickly realized my mistake--it's pronounced like "cooch". I also knew a boy once whose last name was Couch, but I never knew whether his name was pronounced like the furniture or the street. It will forever remain a mystery.
Here then, gone now. Taken from my arms by the cold grasp of Death, he is here no more.
A softly muted melody dreamily trailing its way through the air. It is pure and untainted by harshness, by squeals and growls.
He strode into the room, his red-and-blue-striped tie bouncing lightly against his clean shirt. He was dressed in a sleek black suit. His face was clean-shaven but lacked a smile; he was serious in countenance.