It dances between them.
A shiny balloon. It is filled with the hot breath of their wild conversation. The skin is taut, tight and far too bright.
It hangs in the air, a rich splash of vibrant colour against an ordinary sky. Their connection has lifted it high and made it dangerous.
It bursts with a single word.
A Faded Romantic's Notebook 
Miz Insomniac
May 19, 2012 at 12:07 am
Isn’t this the truth. One word…or one action. Happened to me this week. True story.
On a happier note, I love your writings. They make me absurdly certain of what I’ve always feared. I can’t really write worth beans! Oh well, I can certainly appreciate the work of those who can artistically craft ideas and emotion into written masterpieces. I appreciate your artistry.
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Romantic Dominant
May 19, 2012 at 8:35 am
You are far too generous. If I blushed, I would. But I am glad you enjoy.
Those of us who are compelled to write can usually do so. We just have different styles and approaches. You write well. Mine is just ridiculously over the top.
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Romantic Dominant
May 19, 2012 at 8:44 am
Oh, and I am sorry the one word thing happened. It is a sad puncture
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pivoine68
May 19, 2012 at 5:53 am
Me too.
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Romantic Dominant
May 19, 2012 at 8:36 am
Ah, I feel bathed in (unearned) praise. Thank you
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pivoine68
May 19, 2012 at 8:53 am
Modesty again! (: I love bathing in most anything, often self-pity….sometimes bubbles. Praise is so unexpected, it’s lovely.
Bisous de l’autre côté de La Manche,
Dawn
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Romantic Dominant
May 19, 2012 at 8:56 am
Ah, just a tunnel of separation
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pivoine68
May 19, 2012 at 9:01 am
Like I always say, beware of light at the end of the tunnel. It’s probably the train. Optimism is for less intelligent life forms. (sorry, it’s a gray, escargot kind of day here.) There too I suppose.
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Romantic Dominant
May 19, 2012 at 12:34 pm
Indeed. Battleship grey.
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pivoine68
May 19, 2012 at 1:00 pm
grayish soggy hug in your direction. (I’m really a closet-optimist.)
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pivoine68
May 19, 2012 at 1:02 pm
Men and women are always separated by a tunnel, when you think about it. Physically anyway. Men and men too for that matter.
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Romantic Dominant
May 19, 2012 at 1:50 pm
Raises an eyebrow in a faux shocked manner
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pivoine68
May 19, 2012 at 1:53 pm
blushes because of her naughtiness
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Romantic Dominant
May 19, 2012 at 1:57 pm
The sound of riding crop being smartly applied to a naked, recalcitrant behind.
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pivoine68
May 19, 2012 at 1:58 pm
you forgot round and bountiful.
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Romantic Dominant
May 19, 2012 at 2:01 pm
Laughs
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