I have a love affair with how stories unfold. It can come from anywhere. Always in search of a good story and always enthralled by a good story teller.
Warm, dark chocolate colored eyes, illuminated and hidden, only to be betrayed by the formation of a smile that quickly turned to laughter and a shy,shaking nod. How beautiful you are...
I can only see when I close my eyes
And then one day I started noticing things that had always been there - just never seen before.
Bare feet, wet hair, dancing in the boardwalk fountain with twinkling neons lights above, laughter filling the air
Cool, blue flames licking and burning down, dancing, soft and dangerous, with warmth and the power to scar.
Just because you are not using your power does not mean you do not have the power.
Days of surprises. A shirt I haven't seen. A look you have never worn. A reaction I didn't expect.
You move through me like water rushing about me, warming me, burning me, cooling me, soothing me.
"A certain darkness is needed to see the stars"
I touch the fire and it freezes me.