Slipping Vest
The citrusy taste of Fayrouz lingers in my tongue as I watch the trees and houses swoosh past me, the dress-like poles stretch their sleeves farther than I can see. I can see him from the corner of my eyes. I try to stifle the burning smile, his stare wraps it's warm arms down my throat. My vest seems to be on his team, cause I don't know why it keeps slipping down. And the water is a paid actor too, caused it trickles down my boobs anytime I take a drink. Of course I steal glances, I caught his mouth agape while he slept, I can feel the hot embarrassment he felt when he woke up. I haven't slept since I boarded the bus, I'm perfectly okay and haven't almost thrown up. His eyes are like the doey eyes of a deer, it's new to me, having to find my prey attractive. The music is all too familiar and I know what notes to sing. I'll have my little reindeer dancing to the tune of my growl in no time, until then, I'll sit and watch my vest do her thing.
~RUKYNIEL~
© Faith Daniel
~RUKYNIEL~
© Faith Daniel