The tan line
The deception
You saw me across the room
No glance-no sudden show of emotion
Just a motion- a magnet drawing you to me
I catch my breath. A still burst of joy
You seemed not to notice the others
So natural, I felt so natural
And your comment- so subtle
So to the point of your intentions.
You laughed about the tan line on your finger. So all the girls would think you were married.
I smiled - turning my head to your attention.
You were not above a small white lie, to guard my welfare.
Honesty should only be promised to those who earn it. Vulnerability is not guaranteed.
At that point I would have done anything for you but asked if you would have done anything for me
About the Creator
Antoinette L Brey
I am an elder in a time of freedom. I am now retired. All i want to do is have fun. Without a daily routine, my imagination is one of my only salvations. I am not planning on writing a book, it is just for my own pleasure
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