STILL

He taps her shoulder,

Ice-blue into Emerald.

Her chest flutters,

Cheeks like coral carnations.

 

Thoughts dart through sliding doors,

Caressing what ifs.

 

Heat simmers, fanned by shimmering silences.

 

Ice-blue into Emerald.

 

 

He smoulders.

She shivers.

 

They wonder,

 

Still.