Kiss of Phantasm
He put his hand on her back that faced him. She felt the familiar touch, the stirring, and smiled to herself, as she turned towards him. Was he supposed to come back tonight, wondered she as her eyes caught the elfish look in his eyes.
“Heyy,” she muttered, playfully running her fingers through his hair. “Your hair’s grown, sweetie. You so need a haircut.”
“Hah, who cares?” He mumbled thickly as he drew her to him.
She slid closer, her lips on his, softly yet firmly, as she heard, rather felt the dazzling lightning kiss the clouds again in the illimitable skies.
4 Comments:
Lovely vignette! I like the longish hair bit. Gives a voice to this piece. :-)
Cheers
Dan
Danielle Steele would be proud. If that's the right word.
Dan: Hmm. Just wanted to keep this short and yet play a bit with the characters. :)
Arthur: If I can get even one of those spinners out, I'll hop and skip. lol! :)
Vivid imagery. Loved the parting shot-ethereal:)
More pls...
Cheerio!
Natasha
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