From Leather To Velvet

By: DarkShine07

She was a lonely widow woman

Hell-bent to make it on her own

We were a thousand miles from nowhere

Wheat fields as far as I could see

Both needing something from eachother

Not knowing yet what that might be

She sat alone upon the crest of a hill, the dark grey sky above her head. The beauty of her blond hair against the sky was like silky cloth against a rough piece of armor. Her knees were pulled up to her chest, her arms wrapping around them protectively. One by one small tear drops dripped onto her knees and rolled down her legs onto her toes before finally falling onto the waving grass beneath her. Her usual strong face was now so soft and different, as if it were another person entirely. Where was the strong woman that she knew she was?

He watched her from a distance as the storm clouds gathered above her head. He had never seen her in this state before and it baffled him. Something had made her crack, and now she was venerable. Anyone could attack and kill her easily the way she was, and apparently she wasn't bent on changing so soon. He took a few steps towards her and there was the sound of a low rumble from above. Slowly the woman turned her head and her eyes met his.

Till she came to me one evening

In a dress that I was certain

She hadn't worn in quite a while

There was a difference in her laughter

And on the air there was a hunger

Even a boy could recognize

He let his hands caress her skin as she leaned into his chest for support. He used his hands to gently wipe away her tears, for they were spoiling her beautiful complexion. For a small moment they both felt safe, standing there together with no one else anywhere near.

She had a need to feel the thunder

To chase the lightning from the sky

To watch a storm in all its wonder

Raging in her lover's eyes

She had to ride the heat of passion

Like a comet burning bright

Rushing headlong in the wind

Now where only dreams have been

Burning both ends of the night

They lay together in the grass, both on their backs looking up into the night. Darkness had fallen quickly, but the storm above roared on growing fiercer as it grew from power inside. There would be rain soon, and the wind would come swifter, in waves. He turned his head to look at her. At the same moment she turned to him, their eyes meeting and a smile came upon her face. He hadn't seen her smile in a long time, and it was just what he needed to see. He in turn smiled at her, wishing that that moment would never end.

She came closer to him and she let her lips meet his for the first time. The summer heat was nothing compared to the warmth she gave him in that kiss, and in a moment he knew he was caught.

That summer wind was all around me

Nothing between us but the night

When I told her that I'd never

She softly whispered that's alright

And then I watched her hands of leather

Turn to velvet in a touch

There has never been a summer

Where I have learned so much

We had a need to feel the thunder

To chase the lightning from the sky

To watch a storm in all its wonder

Written in each other's eyes

We had to ride the heat of passion

Like a comet burning bright

Rushing headlong in the wind

Now where only dreams have been

Burning both ends of the night

When the morning came she was gone, and he never was able to speak to her again. She went on, completed her life long goal, and became the Queen of her land, just as she wanted. He often wondered if she was happy, living in a castle all her life, never living the real way. He tried to forget about her and return to his usual schedule, but he could never forget what had happened between them. One day he and his partner were traveling near to her castle and when their ship was parked and his partner distracted he snuck off into the town. The people around him mattered naught, and he headed to the guarded gates of her domain. He easily found an unguarded section of the gate and climbed it before hopping down on the other side.

Brushing the dust off of his britches he looked around for a window high up. He turned around to begin walking around the castle but stopped in his tracks, for there she was, right before him, as surprised as he.

I often think about that summer

The sweat, the moonlight, and the lace

And I have rarely held another

When I haven't seen her face

And every time I pass a wheat field

And watch it dancing in the wind

Although I know it isn't real

I just can't help but feel

Her hungry arms again

She offered a smile, just like the one he had remembered over the years, and he couldn't help but grin. He walked towards her, slowly but swiftly, and when he was directly in front of her he took her hands in his. They were cool, but soft with points of hardness-they hadn't changed. She was wearing a familiar dress, and it didn't take him long to place it correctly. They both kept silent, not wanting to spoil the magic of seeing the other after so long. Before he could stop himself he leaned in and kissed her, needing to taste what he thought he'd forgotten. In a flash he saw everything clearly as if they were there again.

She had a need to feel the thunder

To chase the lightning from the sky

To watch a storm in all its wonder

Raging in her lover's eyes

She had to ride the heat of passion

Like a comet burning bright

Rushing headlong in the wind

Now where only dreams have been

Burning both ends of the night…

He pulled away and looked her in the eye.

"Why did you leave?"

There was a small smile in response.

Realizing there'd be no answer, he softly hugged her, and then

He left.

A/N: My first little oneshot in a long while…kind of posted this on a whim, so hope it wasn't too bad…

Song: "That Summer" by Garth Brooks