perfume | m.c.

lovely

and again shealea dosed

herself with light sprays of roses

and went out to cuddle with michael

like she always did at that time of the

day. and when he smelled her he generated

another cheesy pick-up line in his mind

for her because he loved seeing traces

of bright red against her dark skin.

"babe?"

"yeah mikey?"

"your face is just as lovely as you smell."

and the words got caught in her throat again

because lord micheal was much more lovely.

she turned a lovely shade of magenta

and micheal smiled at her and she smiled

back; the sparkle in his eyes warmed her

insides. and that's the way they were.