You have a sly grin, the kind only a villain understands its reasoning.
You get out and saunter over to me in a swagger of determination.
Your take me in your arms and hold me close.
You press us together tight.
I turn into a flower pressed in between pages of this no named chapter.
The story continues as the page flips and we stand holding one another. It is a feeling that both have wanted for so long.
With your lethal skills you hold my gaze steady as I stare back into your eyes. You move me again tighter into your strong arms.
I slowly disappear,melting in this heat out of my skin, onto yours as this swelter becomes ours.
The pages turn faster as hot hands slide and torsos bend for mouths that move closer toward the other. The swelter now increases in temperature. My waxen wings slide down my back forming a puddle. I wonder now if I should fly away but your strong arms wrap us up in a soft silken cocoon.
We kiss and the chrysalis cracks as a thousand butterflies scatter from my stomach then escape into your mouth.
You feel them too as they flutter deep into your soul. We kiss again then pull back to speak with smiles freeing them above us to fly in the thermals of this delicate matter.
They dart in the swelter and tickle your neck and play with my hair and move us now against the car. People nearby become a blur as we melt into the background.
Like a hot mist we start to fade in the heat. We become a blurry mirage on hot black pavement.
We begin to evaporate bit by bit.
We melt into the swelter.
All that is left is just a fog like mist rising from where we once stood.