May 5, 2007 5-Line Story #8
Maybe love means finding someone you can’t not see.
Maybe she has eyes in the back of her head, on her back, on her arms and belly and legs. Maybe she watches with her entire self, with her entire body, whenever that one is around.
Watching, waiting. Maybe she’s looking for a clue, a key, an open space between the atoms where her gaze can pass through.
Posted to: All, Creativity —
These are good. I’m thinking of doing some short writing stuff. (I joined a 4 line poem group on LJ, but I don’t LJ much anymore and haven’t posted anything for it yet.)
Comment by Andrew — May 24, 2007 @ 1:47 pm