Red .5 – Freckles

When I noticed your freckles I joked and called them mud speckles. You were none too pleased with my silly innocent tease. Pouting ensured lasting all but a day. We made up quickly, you never tend to stay in a grumpy space for very long. You say it's somethin' 'bout them beautiful blues. They captured … Continue reading Red .5 – Freckles

Red .4 – Flick

  I run my fingers through thick strands of red silk. I comb it back, away from your eyes. Emerald eyes look towards the ceiling. You're thinking about something. I can tell because your nose is crinkled. I brush your hair back again you smile slightly. I want to flick your nose. So I do. … Continue reading Red .4 – Flick