Spoken For

I bite my lip as your eyes narrow in perceived deception. I smile, pressing myself against you with the hope you’ll forget what you wonder. My lips meet yours but only I feel the ring pushing against the denim of my pocket.

14 thoughts on “Spoken For

  1. That last line is masterful. The one word/symbol that opens our eyes to the whole story. 🙂


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