My Angel
By: Roxana

 As I walk into the room, I see him standing there, alone, mysteriously. As I walk over to him the butterflies in my stomach start to race, my mind goes blank. His hair is wet from prespiration. His eyes were smiling into mine, the color of an emerald sea in brilliant sunlight. Before he could move away, I caught his hand. I held it in both of my hands for a moment, then lightly kissed the tips of his fingers. Then I let go. But, he held on now, twining his fingers in mine. I could feel it, the way the lightest touch of me made his pulse race. "Roxanne" he said. The word was like a kiss.

"Roxanne" The word became a kiss. The smell of flowers filled the air. He traced the silk strap of my dress, then tenderly kissed my shoulder. I felt like I was in heaven, with an angel!




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