There it was,
The look.
The eyes piercing through me,
Making my toes curl.
I turn away,
Hoping to recoil into my drink.
A tap on my shoulder,
I look up.
The eyes and the smile,
Draw me into a fog,
That surrounds only
You and me.
As the mist drips onto our skin,
You smile.
I touch your hand,
Skin to skin,
The touch that sears.
I smile,
Your eyes dissect my heart.
As it flutters quickly.
My eyes locked.
May I buy you a drink?
You ask,
My brain frozen in your eyes,
My heart searches to hear.
Yes, I whisper.
Yes, buy me a drink,
Buy me a yacht,
Buy me anything,
But don’t buy my time.
About the Creator
Nancy B
Find my writing in “Mixed Korean: Our Stories," "Together At Last: Stories of Adoption and Reunion in the Age of DNA," Cultural Daily and Women in Theology. Passionate about herbal health and inspiration.
Frankie's Song of the Week: Espresso - Sabrina Carpenter
A little something different from me while I deal with the strain of writers block. I thought I'd do a song of the week, because I have been surely annoying my neighbours and my friends with this absolute musical GEM. I am of course talking about Espresso by Sabrina Carpenter.
By Frankie Martinelli5 days ago in Beat
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