( i posted this in my rant book a while back and decided to post it here too )
he was fascinated with her, but she would not look at him unless she wanted to fascinate him even more
she was so time consuming, so difficult to understand - and she wanted it that way
he wanted to sneak through her crevices
fill her mouth with liquids she'd never tasted before
wanted to feel his fingers seep through her rose petals with graceful ease
and although she was well known for doing that sort of stuff, he did not mind
he wanted her to experience it in a way she never had before
instead of at seven thirty in the back of a pickup truck
rather at midnight after a day's worth of play
but not everything worked as he wanted it to
she was like a riveting thunderstorm while he was a boring drizzle
and so their eyes never met intentionally, only in his dreams
