angel in.black in a reflection
- March 22, 2017, 7:46 p.m.
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to say she made an entrance was akin to saying it was a little windy in the middle of a tornado. when that door opened and she walked into the room, it seemed like everyone was aware of her presence. i looked up and in trying to not to seem transfixed like everyone else, i think it apparent that i was, indeed, so.
she didn’t really walk into the place as much as she. took it completely over. and even when the lights dimmed and before the spotlight hit the stage, i could still feel her complete. darkness.
the guitar and the keyboard began their intricate dance. a dark blue hue hung over the crowd, and except for the shuffling of feet and bodies to the music, the place seemed. incredibly soundless.
i sensed her presence before i felt her hand against my skin as she pulled even closer.
before i could even ask myself how all of this was happening, i felt them. her lips. on mine. slow soft and not the least bit unsure.
the drums joined the cacophony as she exploded inside my head.
Last updated March 22, 2017
colojojo ⋅ November 09, 2017
:)