I shrug, listless eyes skimming
The cold, glassy sheen of the lake.
The words flutter by your lips
And light softly upon my conscience
Like birdsong to my frozen ears.
Your long, ivory fingers
Raise thin trails of goosebumps
On the back of my hand;
A shiver dances down my spine
And I gasp.
What's the matter? You ask.
My startled gaze darts from freckle to freckle
Playing join-the-dots upon your pretty nose;
Watching November's breath
Stir your silken chestnut hair.
I issue a sigh; your eyelashes beat together.
You are such a strange girl, you murmur.
The quiet statement makes me recoil;
Withdrawing back into myself, eyes glazed over.
I bruise so easily these recent times
Much like the sky above us
When thunder has beaten it black and blue.
A symphony begins out on the lake.
Drops trace down my cheeks
As you raise my chin with those icy fingers;
Lips brushing mine for one sweet moment
Before you turn and vanish
Into the mist among the reeds;
Leaving me a
and someone to connect with.
Baby that must be you.
You're beautiful like an angel and
shine brightly like a goddess.
I just want to be with you.
I want to taste your lips and give you a kiss, and in the the end of it and do it again.
Hug you, snuggle with you and tell you how much I love you.
All I want is affection and someone
to connect with.
Baby that must be you.
Beautiful like angel and shines brightly like a goddess, baby I want you!
i like how you put your hands on your waist
and tip your hips
to accentuate the precious curve of your back
and say 'come to bed.'
i like how you walk up the stairs
on the tips of your toes
like you're prepared to take off in flight
but possibly never come back
i like how you believe in luck
and running between the raindrops
and leaping through open doorways
and singing to the flowers
i like how you brush your hair
in the dim lit morning
and tell me of all your
last-night whimsical dreams
i like how you bite your cherry lips
and your fingernails and tongue
and how you sit with knees crossed
and bare foot bobbing up and down
but i love you the most
when you keep coming back
to tell me that you like
how i look at you
You were staying at the Hamada residence since your parents were working. The lady of the house, Cass, made arrangements for you to stay. She insisted for you not to hesitate to ask if you needed anything. You didn't want to take advantage of her hospitality or be frivolously needy, so you just nodded like a good girl. In her nephews' shared room is where you stayed. You'd been in there before. With Tadashi. . .
A low rumbling came from your stomach, demanding nourishment. Pulling out your phone you coughed. Tears escaped your tear ducts. It sucked being as sick as you were. You had two unread texts which you opened.
Get well soon (name). Take care soldier. -Gogo
OMG (name) we miss you so much! Hope you feel better. P.S. Tadashi misse