Slowly I approached her,
My eyes softly laid on her figure.

Ash she stood there, looking at me

With undaring eyes...

My hand reached out for her,

To feel her skin,

To feel her warmth.

Yet I withdrew my hand

Centimeters from her cheek.

A sigh left her chest with frustration

Making me smile, as I walked towards her,

Slowly.

Torturing her with expectation, with every step I took…

Her eyes looked at me,

As I stood before her

with a smile, full of mischief.

A smile which spread across my face gently…

I leaned towards her,

Towards the beautiful line of her neck.

As my mouth got closer, her neck stretched, her breaths deepen.

Yet I stopped, centimeters from her skin.

She inhaled, she waited, she expected…

My smile turned into a grin

And I inhaled her beautiful, sweet scent.

A shiver ran across her body, when her skin only received

A long warm breath, and I backed away slowly…

Thoughts raced through her mind.

As my eyes looked at her figure,

Her chest slowly released the breath

It’s being holding.

I knew what she had been expecting,

I knew it so well and she did too.

Yet tonight that would not happen…

Bidding her a Good Night,

I turned around

And slowly walked away, with a grin...