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THIS IS THE NIGHT
He sees me watching him
I don't look away
This is my chance
Those black eyes
I am drowning in them
They pierce my heart
He is not handsome
Long stringy hair
Hard lines
But I think he is beautiful
And a cruel mouth
A mouth that can speak such harsh words
That a conversation with him
Can flay your flesh from your bones
But I know it is just his way of keeping a distance
Letting no one near
His way of releasing some of the pain
That threatens to overwhelm him
I can not back down
I know the pain he feels
We have all been the outcast
Been picked on, cast off, abused
We've all done things in our past
Things we are not proud of
Ashamed of
Things that cause us to cringe
He is not alone
He stalks over
Black robes billowing behind him
He has closed the distance between us
With remarkable speed and grace
He stand but a few inches before me
I can feel the power emanating off of him
It is almost a physical presence in its self
My heart constricts painfully in my chest
It is hard to catch my breath
Yet all I want to do is breathe in his warm scent
Sandalwood and cloves
I can feel the heat burning between my legs
If he were to touch me now I'd….
He is still staring at me
Our eyes have not left each others
Does he know what he does to me
Can he see it in my eyes
I know my body is betraying me
His eyes narrow
He starts to turn away
No…just once I have to find the courage
I raise my hand and tentatively touch his face
He stops
Grabs my hand to throw it off
But I quickly reach out my other to cup his face
He stiffens in shock
Opens his mouth to protest
But I cover his mouth with my own
Swallowing his rebuke
He tries to pull away but I melt into him
Deepening the kiss
But keeping it gentle
He is a wounded animal
I know I must take care
I continue my soft kiss
And slowly begin to feel him relax
He knows now
The next move is his
THIS IS THE NIGHT
He sees me watching him
I don't look away
This is my chance
Those black eyes
I am drowning in them
They pierce my heart
He is not handsome
Long stringy hair
Hard lines
But I think he is beautiful
And a cruel mouth
A mouth that can speak such harsh words
That a conversation with him
Can flay your flesh from your bones
But I know it is just his way of keeping a distance
Letting no one near
His way of releasing some of the pain
That threatens to overwhelm him
I can not back down
I know the pain he feels
We have all been the outcast
Been picked on, cast off, abused
We've all done things in our past
Things we are not proud of
Ashamed of
Things that cause us to cringe
He is not alone
He stalks over
Black robes billowing behind him
He has closed the distance between us
With remarkable speed and grace
He stand but a few inches before me
I can feel the power emanating off of him
It is almost a physical presence in its self
My heart constricts painfully in my chest
It is hard to catch my breath
Yet all I want to do is breathe in his warm scent
Sandalwood and cloves
I can feel the heat burning between my legs
If he were to touch me now I'd….
He is still staring at me
Our eyes have not left each others
Does he know what he does to me
Can he see it in my eyes
I know my body is betraying me
His eyes narrow
He starts to turn away
No…just once I have to find the courage
I raise my hand and tentatively touch his face
He stops
Grabs my hand to throw it off
But I quickly reach out my other to cup his face
He stiffens in shock
Opens his mouth to protest
But I cover his mouth with my own
Swallowing his rebuke
He tries to pull away but I melt into him
Deepening the kiss
But keeping it gentle
He is a wounded animal
I know I must take care
I continue my soft kiss
And slowly begin to feel him relax
He knows now
The next move is his