brown eyes eaten up by pupils
black as beetles
lips parted but absent of any breath

thick auburn hair obscures her face;
she looks down at his hands
both shaking
one reaching out

just - so lightly -
tracing the slit in her dress.
following cheap material
up -

he sees her smile
(maybe) a little knowingly,
something he had only ever read.

flushed, her eyes meet his -
almost surprised to see him
as he starts to say something.
she squeezes the hand
she finds on her hip.

one of her friends calls her name,
in one fluid motion she
spins out of his hands.

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