vague attractions sprouted up all over the place
it seemed that one such seedling of potential infatuation
was germinating more rapidly than the others
she stumbled around
knocking over condiments and burning pizza slices
there was something about the smell of pizza dough
and of his cologne that struck a heart string
it was something sentimental
something she loved
something she would never forget
in the parking lot they slipped into his bucket seats
Patrick took over from there
she felt the power of his father�s expensive car
she felt it cradle her as it gripped the road
gripping her as well
her heart began beating so hard
she thought it was going to fly out of her chest
she felt vulnerable with him
like he could see through her shield
she felt his car as an extension of his body
he pulled up neatly in front of her yard
without a word exchanged about getting there
the silver moon hung in the cool twilight air
the darkness was blinding
as she made her way through the side yard to the back porch
the air was the kind of black
that could hide something right before your eyes
the cool night breeze blew the whispy curtain
gently in front of the pitch black interior of the house
�January 2003
Andrea M. Horvath
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