Curtain drops for the rest of the day.

Illuminated terrace on which I love to rest

Knees close to my chest, chin set on my left hand.

Glaring far in the horizon, there’s a vibrant dance of colours

Under the heat of light.

Porcelain sounds dissipate my reverie.

You’ve spilled a drop of honey…

It makes my heart smile watching your eyes

Curiously searching for meanings through twisted lines on a page,

Unknowingly biting your lip.

(coughs slightly and smooths his hair)

Beautiful day to-day, isn’t it?

(smiling affectionately)

My dear, dear… you always say the right thing!

(quizzical expression on his face)

(biting her lip)

If you follow my eyes, I’ll guide you to where it is… 

 

 

 

 

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