Feb 25, 2011

The hook

His slender fingers and his slender nose ignored her self centered pose.

Center of the room she beamed her eyes and made them tell lies. He feels like he looks, while his nose finds the

books. She turns them on high,... 

Her neighbors drool and sigh.  She sees him leaving, she puts herself on show, hes not ignoring hes not noticing.

She wants what she cant cant have.

Her eyes crave his, the man with the book, leaving bare her hook.  

The neighbors don't catch on and scramble. Shes leaving them, for him I suppose?

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