sparta

as the lights dim. and the camera starts rolling. the curtain is drawn. being on centre stage. fighting the gazes. staring into the crowd. your head goes blank. your eyes get hazy. your mouth gets dry. your lips start to bleed. as i gaze into her eyes. and my lips start to tremble. the softness and dampness of her fountain refresh every cell. breathing gets heavy. i can feel the kiss. its real. its not a dream anymore.