В колонках играет - t.A.T.u. - You and IНастроение сейчас - Happy SmilesThe world is in slow motion.
Everything flows fluidly, as if in water.
Every movement is sharp, every moment is a piece of clarity.
Afternoon, the sun is low in the sky, turning the sky a deeper blue and the clouds a brighter white.
A light breeze brushes over HIS skin and HE sighs.
HE watches as SHE strides towards HIM and the breeze moves past HIM to HER, ruffling the ends of HER short dark hair.
HER expression is serious, like usual, as if SHE is continuously thinking, trying, attempting, pushing at the world around him.
Hands in HER pockets, SHE walks with purpose, with a destination in mind. SHE always seems to have somewhere to go, somewhere to be, somewhere to belong.
Turning HER head, SHE looks around HIM, searching, and the taut curving line of HER throat makes HIS silent observer smile.
HE imagines the pulsing vein in HER neck under HIS lips, the blood thrumming with crackling energy, making the skin warm underneath HIS tongue.
HIS hand jerks, HIS fingers suddenly curl in want to touch that skin as SHE shields HER eyes against the sun, turning in a slow circle.
The lithe body twists carefully, muscles all working in perfect beautiful tandem giving HER an cat’s careless grace.
Still gazing around, tipping HER head to see better in the shadows of the trees, SHE bites HER lip and this drives HIM out into the open.
Something sparkles in HER eyes when SHE sees HIM. A smile spreads over HER mouth.
HE savors the sight, savors the tilted slow melted motion of time, savors the taste as HIS blood quickens.
Then SHE is there, standing in front of HIM. SHE reaches up and HER fingers settle on HIS cheek.
And the world rushes back into time and sound, bursting into life.
SHE gazes at HIM, HER free hand seeking out HIM, weaving THEIR fingers together.
How did HE end up here?
HE's in a park.
SHE is with HIM, touching HIM out of a want to touch HIM, instead of a need to fight HIM.
HIS skin is warm with something bright and fiery instead of anything dark and angry.
As SHE pulls HIM down for a kiss, HE wonders how HE gained all this: HER, HER body, HER heart, HER all and everything.
How?......
……
"Just lucky, I guess."
