kill

awkward hug

bang

confess

            life was but a drop in an ocean of histories. she desired to live it fully , embracing whim &. take risks for the fear of consequences was a one thing that stopped people from feeling that thrill. zarina , a belladonna poisonous to her if consumed but she ran close to death without crossing that line. they were intimate bedfellows , her &. the reaper. danger attracted her … caution a foreign concept. a hand offered a dance , invitation into intimacy with a woman who could challenge aphrodite. intimidating some would say for she stood there with an overflow of beauty : long silk threads , perfect pale skin , fierce eyes to gaze upon the world at to cast judgement upon them. she took her hand &. then the violin music became but a buzz as they spun around with the only concern being them &. their steps. laughter light she drew into the haze of budding affection , her heart stitched to her sleeve as heels clacked softly against cobblestones. these elegant arms which held her , secured her &. gave her the ease of protection as the song ended &. a new one began.

            this time it was slower , her heartbeat a drum against her ribs as digits pressed against the curve of her back &. hip , drawing nearer to her in intimacy , breathing in the scent of her perfume like it was the only thing that mattered. setting forehead to chest , she took a mental image of this moment forever in her album of memories that floated about in her mind. this would be the moment she would tug on when she was having her bad days where not even sir snowy could manage to pull her out of her emptiness , the wallow in which she dug herself into. ——— but this :  the amazing italian food in which they conversed over piled high with that parmesan that was fresh grated ( what luxury ! ) &. the divine wine which they perhaps had too many glasses of. sheer bliss blessed upon her , she was thankful for. when the dance ended she stood on the ledge of the water fountain so that she could be level with zarina’s lips. without hesitation , she leaned against the woman wrapping her in her own embrace as she kissed her. deeply , earnestly , with tear flecked in her eyes. no one ever took the time to treat her to such extravagance , took her out to show her off with pride, &. genuinely cared about her passions. pulling away she giggled again then did something oh so daring.