One Word: Square.The square piece of paper lay between our knees as we sat cross-legged on the green grass beneath the even greener trees. "Turn it over." He said, his voice rough and anxious. We were the only people left in the park by then, completely alone in the darkening summer night. Even then, i didn't feel comfortable revealing the secret overleaf; i could feel his eyes boring into me, though I couldn't see them. I could hear his breath, heavy, over the trickling of the stream at the end of the park and the purr of the wind through the foliage. My heart skipped a beat when i heard his voice again. It reminded me of chocolate mousse, deep, rich and creamy...sweet and delicious beyond compare. My will buckled upon hearing this, and he exhaled as i extended my right hand towards the page. I paused and leaned forward, eyes closing with content, drawing in towards his flawless breath, taking it in. He blew lightly on my face, and just short of passing out i looked up at him only to see that devious
depth perceptionblue crystal eyes. strong.deep. piercing. pulling me close.closer. closing. kiss.
Rocky?Tingling. Red hot.My lips are burning for you.Dizzy from your kiss..