Drabble # 3: The closer we get

The closer we get, the stronger it’s pulling. It starts as a look, then it’s a feeling, now it’s a touch, then it’s uncontrollable and willing. When your body nears, time loses track of the mind. You’ll leave your world and come to mine.

And I know the place and I sing the songs. And we dance to a melody and your heart beats along. And you bring the comfort and you are the laughter. And we share a smile and my soul travels faster.

In seconds we return, having lost only breaths. We move on, pretending we never left.

Drabble #2: My hunger

My hunger for you has left my senses confused. Starving for what I cannot have. You taste like music and sound like petrichor. You smell like warmth and feel like color. And to my eyes you look savory.

My imagination has led my senses astray. Daydreaming all night long. You look like comfort and feel like spice. You smell like a rhythm and sound like sugar. And to my mouth you taste bright.

I do not know your taste, or your sound, your smell, your touch, your sight. I crave everything that you are, but I do not know you.