Momentary

I idled between responding again, or leaving it be. Talking to strangers isn’t necessarily my strong suit. While it may seem I am confident, I often diction better than most. Crosshairs occur, and suddenly I am egoistical and besides myself. I breathed deeply, thumb hovering over the tab for his name. Then a brief pause…

And She Wore Black

Instinct is floral print or pink Soft, large eyes.  Beautiful full lips Curvy, naturally sensual. Not yearning, existing Everyone wants her. She turns her head to smile at men passing by Most of them married, staring into her eyes. No intent for none Just number one He’s wrapped up in her entirety A job well…