Taking advantage of her momentary solitude, she heads to the mirror. The reflective glass frames a rising blush on the creamy cheeks at the base of her arching back. Lightly stroking the newly tender skin, her fingers find the just visible outline of his hand as a small smile forms on her lips.
I'm hearing Vangelis's “Blush Response” from the Blade Runner soundtrack as I read this. As always, a tiny vignette that leaves me wanting more and suggests a thousand possibilities.
I'm hearing Vangelis's “Blush Response” from the Blade Runner soundtrack as I read this. As always, a tiny vignette that leaves me wanting more and suggests a thousand possibilities.
— PB
It's nice to know these short pieces read as a good tease and fire up the imagination PB.
I do so love the thought of all those possibilities…