54 ¦ Andrew

Ravella leans forward
Against the gate,
Gazing at me from
Under her eyelashes.

"Vella, do you mean...?"

"Yes."

Leaning forward from the other side,
I stare longingly at her lips and
Wait in case she changes her mind.

But she doesn't.

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