Die Writing

Molasses

Posted in Uncategorized by erdaron on May 7, 2011

In the bar’s swirling shadows and thick air, everything’s a bit hazy and got a halo to it. It can be hard to focus on anything. Hard to tell whether it’s the alcohol, the music, or the atmosphere.

There is a peculiar way her eyes twinkle in the dark when she is looking at you. Outlined by the dim lights, her face is hidden in the night, save for those sparkles in her eyes. Like a candle floating in a deep pool of molasses. When you see it, it fills you whole. Those tiny flames spread across your being like a wildfire. The halos amplify, and the shadows run their fingers along your spine.

Oh brief moment, how I am in love with you.

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