It is quiet, alone
He is real, he is genuine, he is sincere
Suddenly standing by her
A pause,
eyes meet
there is a soft touch
her skin lights up
a million sparks skip across its surface
a gaze
eyes dart down
a sheepish smile
quiet stare
no words but thoughts flood her eyes
spill out
and are drunk in
closer
so close
electricity
hot breath
Pause
flutter...eyes close...courage
CONTACT
lingering
holding breath
fingers touch lips
eyes meet, wide, searching
answers, questions, fear...
What now?
I love this!!! :D
I love this!!! :D
-Bryson T. Staley
Thank you :)
Thank you :)