THAT WHICH GOES UNSAID...

Please pull a chair and face me. In this empty room of shadowy , dusty light, there are but four souls. you. me. and these two chairs, which belonged to a living , throbbing body once. Yes, now that you are seated facing my faint outline Tell me what do you see? Do you hear  my breath.. slow..anticipating? Do you notice the curve of my waist? My short hair glistening in the faint light? Or do you feel my soul? do you understand the look of my eyes in the darkness?? I hope you hear my breath, see the outline and catch the shine of the hair. And not my soul or my eyes. It took a long time to manoeuvre the emptiness in them. OH .. am I deviating??? Lets get back to it.Where were we? You seated in the chair facing me, I seated in the chair facing you. The idea is that we will disrobe. Our thoughts and our selves. I start. I liked you from day first.I never told you that. I threw my scarf to ground. You say . I lusted you from day one. Friendship was never there. You