The Tilt

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic


A boy is trying to see what a girl sitting in front of him looks like...

Submitted: October 11, 2017

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“The Tilt”

 

She gave him

just a slight

tilt

of the head

a quarter

of her profile

was all she

showed him

but that

was all she

needed

she understood

less is more

no need to give

him

the full turn

hook his attention

and let his mind

try and fill in

the blanks,

she could sense

the curiosity

in his eyes

as they probed

the back of

her body

looking for more

lines

to give him

a better idea

as to how

she was put

together

so she teased

him

a little

by revealing

just part of

her face to

him

still it was

enough

to cause him

to lose his

way.

He could only

see

her from the

back

his eyes followed

her exposed

shoulders

till they met

the gentle slope

of her neck

he could feel

the softness

of her bare

skin

as his eyes

traveled back and

forth

along that same

route

of her body

in till his

silent prayer

was answered

as her head

gave a little

tilt

as she ran

her fingers through

her hair

allowing him

to see part

of her face

he had to work

to stop himself

from staring,

glancing down

looking left

in between

treasured moments

of trying to

put together

a look

he had yet

to fully see.

She could feel

him

trying to will

her

in to turning

his way

and had to fight

her own

natural urge

to do so

not to cave in

and give her

whole look

away,

she liked the

tension

the suspense

the anticipation

they both had

of not knowing,

that electric feeling

running between them

that just can’t quite

connect

on this uneven

visual ground

him chasing

her look

while she tactfully

turns it away.

He takes that

slim available view

she giving him

and tries to

build on it,

the angle of

her cheek bone

the curve of

her chin

what he wouldn’t

give

to see

on the other

side

of the crest

of her shoulders,

he had been

drawing her

since she had

sat down

in front of

him

a portrait of

her

containing only

her

back

shoulders

neck

and a quarter

tilt

of her face.

He knew

she could feel

his gaze

measuring her

dimensions

as he transformed

her presents

on to his pad

he wasn’t much

for words

tripping over

even the most

routine

of comments,

but he could

draw

or so

he had been

told.

She was

just about ready

to turn and

smile

a well-practiced

move

that had claimed

more than a

couple of

hearts

besides

that brief look

she got

when she walked

past him

only a glimpse

of his face

but a cute

enough one

to get this

little game of

hers started,

she took her

hand

and fluffed up

her hair

ran her tongue

over her lips

to give them

that glistening

look

then she turned

fully around

in one quick

twist

causing her hair

to fly up

framing her face

as she flashed

him

her award winning

smile

her eyes

opening wide

to meet his

only to see

he was gone

and in his

place

lay a drawing

of the back

of a woman

her head

slightly tilted

with the light

just catching

a quarter of

her face…

 

Tom Allen…10-05-2017…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


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