| | random flashes of light trail by. looking out the bus window, i feel the nowhere's gaze. it's so lonely, an abandoned night sky that beckons for my consort. i yawn and turn my attention to my sleeping mistress.
"sorryyyyyyyy," she bemoans, with her face still buried in my neck.
"no need to apologize," i tell her.
the certainty of a fleeting moment is that, by its infallible end, it can never be exactly duplicated. i'm sure that the moonlight's peeking glare will never rest against her cheeks quite so gracefully again... nor will i ever sift my fingers through her hair in exactly the same manner. all i really am is this instant, a second hand on her wristwatch. i'm a memory for her to carry.
she looks up and asks, "do you think i'm weird for smelling you all the time?"
"no," i answer, "in fact, i think it's cute."
"OKAY!" she blurts out and proceeds to dig even further with her nose.
i hear her sniffs, her whiffs, and enjoy being smothered by her piquant affection. our time is running out, she already knows. in the overhead compartment, our days are packed in suitcases and bags - each of us wishing we had room for more. she takes notice of my pensiveness, sits up and stares at me.
"it's so amazing that you're next to me," she smiles, "i still keep asking myself if this is real or if i'm only dreaming!"
"well, i could pinch you and we'll find out," i tell her.
"but even that still wouldn't be enough," she hugs my arm, "i need to see you, hear you, touch you, smell you..."
she stops one phrase short. her lips have said all but the one thing they desire most. and i know there will never be a moment more right than this one, with her longing eyes enchanting me so daintily... i hold her chin up and lean closer, her body paralyzed as her pulse hastens with anticipation. ba bump ba bump. i close my lips on hers and breathe into her the secrets of my beating chest. my lips leave her with a smile and a whisper,
"now you've felt me with all of your senses."
she's speechless. i can see her blush even in darkness... then, all the lights suddenly turn on like a spotlight on cue. the bus has reached a pit stop.
"ummmm," visibly embarrassed, i don't know what else to say. we both start laughing. damn that bus driver - what a way to sabotage a perfect moment! |
| | Posted 10/15/2009 6:40 AM - 11 Views - 4 eProps - 2 comments
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