Wednesday, March 05, 2008

Across Tabletops

Four eyes.
"You're full of secrets."

Black-rimmed eyes.
"Have you ever thought that, maybe you're just in love with the memories."

Brown gaze.
"Tell me, what you're afraid of. You didn't give them any chances."



Again again.
I looked away and down, tipped my glass and took yet another long draught.



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