''Hey little bee.'' His soft, husky voice sounded close to her ear. ''Yes?''She looked up at him, smiling at the way he looked down at her. She knew what the others saw as she looked at him because it was the same thing she saw reflected in his dimmed eyes and his slight smile. ''Will you do something for me?'' ''What?'' ''Close your eyes with me.'' She could feel his breath dance across her lips as his fingers tightened around hers. If she opened her eyes, she was sure she would be able to count each and every one of the freckles covering his face. ''One day,'' She felt his lips graze her fingers lightly as she placed her hand gently before his mouth. ''You're never going to leave and when that happens, I'll never stop kissing you.'' *Rated for graphic and matured themes including rape, molestation and abuse. Readers below 18 are strictly cautioned*

poetry by a person that's afraid of people. 12/23/15- #1 in poetry