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02 February 2011 @ 06:09 pm
Drabble by Psycho!Self  
The Devil is in the Details. II

The day is beautiful. The sun shimmers through my windows, caresses his skin with golden dust. His eyes, I could write sonnets about them. Fiery green, sparkling with anger. With fear. But he's not crying.

I pull the drapes wider, drown him in light. The perfect light for my perfect canvas. For a moment I think of letting him speak, but I'm afraid that will ruin my mood. Make my hands shake. I cannot allow that. I need to be careful. So, not yet.

The sun reflects like a brilliant star in the polished metal. Soon, he'll sing for me.
nrrrdy_grrrl on February 2nd, 2011 06:42 pm (UTC)
Lovely. *sigh*
Vesta: shotgunbiggelois on February 2nd, 2011 07:14 pm (UTC)
Thank you.
One more.