Wednesday, December 21, 2011

The Tease.

Cobbled streets and dusty ornate black lamp posts.
Crisp morning with a delightful hint of softness from the dawn dew.
The fresh blue skies and the air.

Filled with the scent of Your presence.
Boundless Hope.
Breaking at the seams Desire.

Her heart hammers hard with each whiff.
So tantalizing.
This unspoken promise. Waiting, gift wrapped, without any tags.

You're back.
Elusive one.

Strangers. For how much longer?