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By silly gurl Date: 2003 Dec 04 Comment on this Work [[2003.12.04.16.46.17305]] |
| i don't know how you do it. i don't even know if you mean to do it. But you shut me out so completely that when you finally do let me in and take one honest to god lood into my eyes, i want to completely loose it. You pry with your innocent, dying eyes that swallow me whole. Its as if all the chatter surrounding us at that semi-private booth went completely dead. Like in those love movies where the background fades and becomes unfocused and all you can see are two people, friends, staring into one another. And its obvious to everyone watching that he loves her and shes just yacking on and on about her nail polish shipping or some dumb thing. Thats when the people watching the movie would sit up and say why doesn't he kiss her! and then that perfect second that won't come again is missed. I realized just a minute too late, but would have been too afraid anyway. I know he was flashing back, could see it in his eyes. Everything he thought, reflected in my mind. I saw it in full technicolor, and vitual touch sensation. Knew what it felt like, was like to anticipate his tender innocent touch. No other could excite me in bed as much as he could with his hand carressing mine, looping, smoothing, and teasing. But that was just from what i could remember before i messed up and thats why we were there in the booth visiting just as friends. When the waitress brought the check, it brought me back to my coffee, which was cold. So i asked for a refill. |