Long Night

He stood inside the circle of light, hat in hand, a glorious fedora. 

She stumbled in the dark, caught her heel on a paving stone, stifled a giggle.

Crickets and frogs and hoot owls witnessed their coming together.

He dropped his hat, she kicked off her shoes, their lips met unerringly.

“This feels like a movie,” she whispered.

“You feel like a tree,” he sighed.

“CUT!” Called the director. “For the hundredth time, its dream. ‘You feel like a dream!’ Sheesh, it’s gonna be a long night.”

Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

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