Romance

“Right, I’ll just take these off,” he said, unzipping his jeans. She gasped and did the worst thing she could have considering; her eyes shot to his hands

There are many things that bring back memories of bygone youth. It was a picture of Annette Funicello in people magazine that I was thumbing through at the dentist.

Nick’s eyes widened, mesmerised by the inevitable unravelling as more and more skin was gradually revealed

His eyes were searching hers, looking for answers, but it was dark. Maybe he couldn’t see her expression.

Sal wanted to share the sunset with Nick. It was so beautiful there and she couldn’t think of anyone she’d rather be there with.

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A man pours himself a beer...

My arms are open
To draw you close
Be comforted in your warm embrace
Instead I'm pushed away
By your brick walls

Still I hold on
With the hope of reaching you

She looked up in horror to see the people outside the cafe watching them. “He’s just a friend, honest,” she said with embarrassment.

Her figure-hugging top stopped just above the wispy skirt thing she was wearing, providing him with a tantalising view of her midriff; he wanted to kiss it.

She grabbed his arm and looked up at him beseechingly. "Tell me about the adventure Nick, please."

From nowhere he had such a strong urge to hold her, touch her, kiss her and tell her everything; so much so that he had to let her go and spring off the sofa for fear that he would do just that.

"Well, as long as you aren't planning on seducing me Sal, you can go swimming in your underwear," he grinned, waiting to see if he could throw her off balance.

Adam and Fay turned when Sal approached them and Nick's eyes widened as they ran over the figure hugging dress she was wearing. Ruth watched Nick's reaction

When Sal returned to the desk half an hour later, she was relieved to see that the first coach must have been organised as it was pulling out of the coach park.

Nick and Sal made their way out of the airport and into the sunshine, heading for desk number eight.

Sal peered into the bathroom mirror and patted some more powder foundation onto her nose and cheeks to cover up the sprinkling of freckles there that always frustrated her so much.

If you wish to achieve
The greatest love

it will probably be fine.

You blew soft breath
On the embers of my memory

I didn't love her
or at least
I don't think I did.

it's hard to tell
when you're faced
with all that hair.

soft and brown
it was a goddamn
trawler net
for the sea of my soul