Francesca Bossert

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BOLD RUSH

 

 

Candlelit, emboldened,

She is irresistible.

You loved me once.

She eyes him, sultry as Bacall.

 

Head rush.

He leans in.

Runs a finger from her lips

To her heart centre.

Lingers.

 

Ice-blue into emerald.

 

Bold rush.

 

Fade to black.