Loving assassin

As he turned round, he caught her eye. He stared deeper into the sapphire blue, that was the most beautiful pair of eyes he had ever seen, and probably ever would. The sun shone on his skin as he raised his hand towards her. A light breeze caught the golden blonde long, elegant locks. The swell of her stomach was a the sign of their commitment. The magic feeling of new life would soon fill their world, and it would stay with them till they wither and die.

He pulled her closer, and she did not resist. As he did so he caught the scent of a thousand glorious flowers. As their lips touched the smell of cherry lip balm filled the air. The sand usally rough, was now as soft as a babys bottom. They kissed passionately not caring if the world around them was burning, they were so in love the only cared about each other.

As the kissed ended and they backed away from each other, an undiscribable pleasure rushed through every nerve, every cell, every pore in his body. He felt like shooting into space, a super nova, to burst apart into a million tiny pieces, to float down and touch everyone, everything, every being in this beautiful world. They held hands and turned away to walk across the soft sand, which was now their pathway to pleasure and eternal happiness.

As the day faded into night, he could not help but to feel guilty that tommorrow he would be thousands of miles away.

By Andrew Evans