#WritcoStoryPrompt102
As soon as I hear the door creak then click, I flip the blanket, take a glance out the window, just to make sure everyone was sleep. I can’t wait to meet you at our spot, in your red Volkswagen, we call your ladybug.
As soon as darkness consumed the city, the moon arises. The stars glistening reminds me of your eyes, stepping through the tall grass, I’m searching for you. I’d hop in just to talk, though we knew this was wrong, outlawed.

A working man like me wasn’t supposed to be with a woman of your descendent.It’s forbidden but our love surpasses, we’d just pray to not get caught in the act. Life becomes meaningless unless I’m in your presence. Removing the cloche off your head, to view those alluring, almond shaped eyes, that sucked me in, the brown pit appeared so suddenly, how could I not fall in.

I tucked your beautiful bobbed hair that waved like water, behind your ear.
Our faces nearby , we could breathe the same air, and as the sun began to rise,
out of the corner of our eyes, a silhouette, I had to go, we knew we’d been seen.

©Makaiylah