Lillie Mcferrin posts a “Five Sentence Fiction” prompt.
This week it is: TIME
To You, My Love, To You
Midnight is a long way off, and I’m still not sure if she will show.
How I even arrived here is a mystery, dressed as I am, as if I were still waiting for her outside that stage door after her first starring role behind those bright lights of her dreams.
Time has a way of floating by, yet funny how this raft is tethered here in place.
Years ago we swam on a misty green night like this, and made chilled wet love, hard on wood boards just like these, and time seemed an eternity for us that night as we pulsed like seconds into each other’s arms.
You have played your sweet roles on all the stages of life; and I wait for you, here, like all the other nights, for your return to your most wonderful role, nay, make that our next best performance together, rapt here in misty love and timeless admiration.