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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