This is the 1st in a pair of short “flash non-fiction” pieces written for a writer’s site I submit work to. These two were written to compliment each other.
The second piece paired with this is “HOME TO HER.” Link – https://ditchingthemasks.wordpress.com/2010/04/11/home-to-her/
His eyes crinkle as his soft lips turn up in an amused half grin. He then throws his head back and laughs out loud with abandonment. His eyes dance and flicker like firelight as he reaches out and tickles her into submission. This is her prize, her reward, the one she seeks after with all her heart. How precious is this man to her!
She would do anything for him. It is his happiness that drives her days. One smile, one grin, one full belly laugh because of something she did. It is all that matters at the end of a long day.
He wonders why – what does she see in him? She says EVERYTHING! But he never sees it.
How can she explain the way he makes her feel?
How can she share the way her soul wells up, lifted, when he looks at her in love, touching her softly and gently when she is broken inside?
How does she show him that his lusty glances, letting her know “she’s still got it”, will make her more woman than any jewelry or material item ever can?
How does she explain that just one word to her, whispered in her ear, can turn the world on a dime?
When he reaches out and grabs her hand, kids and chaos all around, his touch makes it all fade away and suddenly it is just the two of them again. How can she ever explain his power, his ability beyond the simple provisions of shelter and sustenance? Would he ever understand if she tried to tell him?
She knows he may never understand, but it makes no matter to her. He is all hers and she will hungrily eat up any attention he offers. Her ears are never too full to hear his laughter one more time. Her heart is never full enough to not need one more touch, kiss, or caress. She can never hear his voice enough, breath in her ear, telling her the things he loves about her.
He is EVERYTHING to her.
She wishes he could see how he makes her life so much better. Maybe he will one day. When he does, he will finally be comfortable in her love for him. That is her hope, her dream, her desire, above all.
Hmm, maybe tomorrow… Her heart dances with the possibility that he will see clearly, tomorrow.
For he is EVERYTHING to her.