The first time
In the stealth of the night
a stranger wanders through.
Through my window and into
the shadows of my room.
Moving from the shadows to reaveal
light, violet eyes and short red hair,
that hung, low over your eyes.
"Shh......don't say anything."
"I won't ........."
Pulling my blanket closer about my
body, he glances at me.
A slight shiver runs down my
spine as you walk closer. Does this
mean that I'm scared of you? Ever so
lightly you brush the back of your
hand against my flushed cheek.
"What's your name?"
"Aya."
And with that you were gone.
"I'm Ken, nice to meet you."