“Aaarrgh”, she whispered, “hold me closer please”.

He obliged without hesitation

He needed this moment

Her hair smelled of lemon zest, honey and a spice he couldn’t quite lay his finger on.

He felt her peace and his own mounted as he held her even closer

He wanted that element of contentment that reached out to him.

She caressed the arms and hands that were wrapped and clasped around her

and absorbed the strength of him

They stood inside the doorway, huddled and leaning into each other

Two souls so afraid, lest they be consumed.

The sunset bowed in reverence as it revelled in the merging of two lives inexplicably interwoven

It smiled a knowing smile as the dusk settled around them

if she could see his face she would understand that smile

If he beheld her eyes he would have turned her around

The cool breeze bounced around them like excited tadpoles in a pond

For how ever long and for whatever reason

This adoration would change their lives for longer than a sunset

and as the darkness closed in he finally turned her towards him

“lets go inside”, he said, “your arms are feeling cold”.

She reached up and touched his face,

Then brushed passed him to make a fresh pot of coffee.

Author: Brownskin