Thursday, November 17, 2005

De-lifted

It was just the two of us. She looked gorgeous, as always. I was smitten.

We stood closely together. The lift stopped. The doors opened. At that moment she faced me for the first time.

"Why not while the doors were closed?" I asked myself.

I prayed that she'd speak to me. She did.

"You're on my toe", she said.

3 comments:

Rae said...

funny

The Seeker said...

LOL!

me said...

:) hehe