Momentary Weakness

She averts her eyes, looks down and away. He takes a picture of this exact moment in his mind. Her clear and beautiful eyes; blue with a circle of gold around the pupil. He notes every feature of her face, the way she moves and expresses emotions with her face. Such soft movements, barely noticeable.

Before she looked away he caught a look flashing past her eyes, as though she for one moment just was not able to hide it anymore, and needed to feel it and let it breathe through her eyes. No one else caught it, and she didn't see, but he saw it and burnt it to his memory.

A heavy burden. A heavy pain lay hidden there, right behind her eyes. The extreme pain that flashed over her face in that one moment of carelessness, was enough to hit his heart like a single drop of ice-cold water creating deep rings in the ocean of emotions he carries. His whole being yearned to get up, walk across the room and sit by her side, take her hand, look into her eyes and let her know what words could not say.

"I see you"





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Written on 2011-03-17 at 22:32

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countryfog
Is it poetry or prose? . . . irrelevant question, this is stunning whatever else one calls it. You have a gift for seeing into a moment, a place and a person and revealing not only all that but yourself. This is like opening a book in the middle and now I want to know all that went before and came after. That's the art of a storyteller.
2011-03-18


John Ashleigh The PoetBay support member heart!
I was engrossed in this short story. You inspire me so much. Have you ever attempted to write a novel? Just brilliant.

Regards,
John.
2011-03-18