Heartfelt words write stories into flesh. I wished it, but never believed it could happen.
I reread his note:
I (want to) art my love in ink…
in verbs made of your touch,
in nouns that make me yours.
Write with me?
I wrote my Yes atop his question, the inky strokes tickling my thigh.
the wee notes…
– To read other installments, visit my Web Serials page. The tales are listed under Ink and Feels.
– For this week’s bit of interactive yum, help me choose how our narrator is related to the character in the bedroom, in “This Lingering Maybe”: Is the character her 1) roommate, 2) best friend, or 3) her romantic partner?
– Written for Hedgewitch’s Friday 55.