Trisha Vicious

kiss sweetly softness of your lips tongues colliding and we stayed just there lips touching mouths moving gentle hard soft enveloping your right arm wrapped around me left hand moving slowly that's all I needed your mouth upon mine your hand upon my thigh

not him bright shiny head beckons giant smile upon his face teeth glowing teeth he stands as I approach gracious awkward sweet we chat we laugh I give him a chance chances just by arriving accepting the invite and he hikes he reads he would always take care of me always he's no you elusive unreachable unless you allow yourself to be reached you allowed me in I know I'm privileged amongst the few but I can't get over it's hard to get over and so I end it this thank him for the drinks turn down the walk to the car drive away escaping to your closed arms to my needy unreachable soul praying for acceptance and want and love

seeing the piano covered, a shame he paused parking his suitcase and peeling back the cloth shell a few hours layover the airport hustle and bustle hummed sitting down to stroke the keys, all save one stopped to hear she walked by, her mind already wrapped within his music abrupty turning fifty feet down the hall, spotting a bench nearer him she walked purposefully their eyes met, souls crashing and he played for her each note hitting precisely upon her heart electrifying every nerve in her body caressing her soul when he finished the world came back into view she felt the weight of their story, upon her shoulders time passed, unknowingly and when she cared to look up, sending her gaze to him she found only an empty piano, covered and still