Once in General

You come down the stairs, unsteady in those heels. Your long blonde hair falling over your shoulder. Your Swedish blue eyes sparkling as you comment about how you have forgotten how hard walking down stairs in heels was.

I wrapped my arms around your waist. Surprised. I can touch myself on either side of you.
We kissed, and I knew I was in love again.

The wine was in the decanter.

The next morning. Sitting at opposite ends of the couch drinking coffee, legs intertwined and covered with the green mink blanky. Watching the snow fly from the warm side of the extravagant excesses of the windows of the house I had purchased.

I said “I love you.” And you replied “I love you too..”

And you started to cry.

Never in a million years will I ever get that moment again. I suppose that is the purpose of moments.

“You will be mine, for my spells have only your name, for all of time…” -Mesha

Last updated October 12, 2019