His hand rubs his neck beneath black hair. Silky hair. Long hair. Hair I'd like to touch. His eyes meet the floor. His eyes are blue. Night sky, deep ocean blue. Feet shuffle. One shoe brushes over another. His hand rubs his neck. His neck is golden, his skin tanned. His mouth opens, then closes. Perfect lips search for words. Perfect teeth snap together when his jaw closes.
I stand.
He clears his throat. Looks at me. Coughs. Looks away. His hair hides his face. Black silk hides gold and blue jewels. He whispers something. His voice is nervous, unsure, gentle and kind. It soothes. It makes me smile.
I whisper back.
He looks up.
I look into an ocean. I see a field of gold protected by black silk. I see perfect teeth, lips, cheeks. I see him smile. I hear his voice. It makes me happy.
My hand rubs his neck. His hair touches my face. I have gold now, and jewels. And I have silk.
And I am rich.
A/n-Yeah, it's a drabble. I think Colors could be considered one, but I'm not sure. So I'm calling this my first drabble. Only posted 'cause shining-eeyore said it was good. I like it, but I'm always nervous about posting this style of my writing.
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