Monday, September 10, 2012

Spontaneous

She sat on the leather couch with a glass of wine in her hand as he flipped the vinyl record to side B. A soft melody escaped into the room and they could each feel the change in the air. As she brought her stemmed glass to her lips she smiled batting her eyelashes innocently. Moments later he was on the couch caressing her arms with a faint feathery touch whispering promises of forever to her. These were the moments she cherished. The ones were she didn’t beg for his attention, the ones that made other women jealous.



Melody, Caressing, Faint, Eyelashes, Change

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