somewhere, not here

[nico_noire]

Dimly lit, plaster walls.

I follow her up the stairs,
uneven stairs
to match the uneven pace of my steps,
her gracefully uneven sway...

My hand moves up a wooden banister that's felt many hands before, many intoxicated followers.
She stops to glance back at me and our eyes meet momentarily,
but I turn my head to look down to the entrance

Comments

[the_quiet_key]

You are just so incredibly talented with words. So much passion, I could almost feel them. They're so intense, like a drug, the more I read, the harder it is to stop. It's a gift that you can share your soul like this.

[xscene_laura]

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