FFP#26 – Interference
In her eyes, he saw a small boat rocking back and forth against the stormy edge of her iris. “What would happen if that boat escaped?” he wondered. When he kissed her lips, the skin was dry and he imagined a desert made of human flesh and human dust. When their tongues pushed against each other, he tasted blueberries and sugar. And when he placed his hand against her chest, her heart didn’t beat at all. In its place, swelled an orchestra, the symphony of her love multilayered, harmonious and complicated, a movement in four parts: allegro, adagio, scherzo, rondo. The sound and rhythm of the orchestra pushed against her chest, trying to break free and expand from her body – a turbulent body, one unable to contain and nurture a hundred disciplined musicians. He pressed his torso against hers and the exchange was made. His heart for her orchestra. Her music for his humanity. Finally, when she looked into his eyes, she saw little men somersaulting into the dark depths of his pupils and in her chest she felt the constant beat of an intrusive heart.
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July 13, 2010 12:50 am
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