[Man sings beautifully]
[A woman appears and calls out his name as the audience applauds him]
[Man finishes up the song while solely looking at the woman]
[Woman goes backstage to wait for the man]
Man (reappears backstage blushing): You look magnificent
Woman (smiling): Your voice always stuns me
Man (nervously shakes): I couldn't sing until I met you
Woman: But I've heard your earlier work
Man (holding himself): That was just practice. Your name has always been the song that I've been yearning to sing. I just hadn't learned it yet.
Woman (places a hand on his shoulder): That can't be true
Man (holds her face): But it is. My heart was never in it. You are the soul in my voice.
Woman (crying a bit): Yet you sung before you knew me so lovingly.
Man (kisses her tears): All that I sang about was meeting you. Now that I have, I sing about how grand you sound when you talk to me.
Woman (buries her head into his shirt): What does all of this mean to you?
Man (kisses her): I love you so much that I fear your silence
Woman (kisses him back): I love you even though I can't sing a tune or hit a note
Man (holds her): I'll sing for you. Just talk to me forever.
Woman (hugs him): You are all that is beautiful in me. You are all that is beautiful to me.
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Flagrant Fragrant by Heron Djenne Canvasback
Short StorySome samples of my short stories and flash fiction. They cover multiple genres. Get ready to cry, laugh, scream, and smile. These stories are PG 13. *This short story collection is completed.*
