LawrenceA glance. Only so. Yet it weighs heavier than a whole sentence a lover may say to his beloved.Lawrence
A twitch of the lips. A twitch that carries all good nature. All good will. All hope.
And when time and circumstance conspire to make our eyes meet, time is still, and circumstance is reason.
Your name? I didn't know then, I learned from someone else.
My name? Do you know?
We never talked. No words have been exchanged between you, and I, and the attraction we cautiously nurse.
No words have been exchanged, yes. But whatever passes out of this mouth is seemingly meant for y
