No Escape

Here, she is in her favourite summer frock that clasps & clings to each curve innocently displaying her figure when the sun shines through it. She is unaware of this now (totalty mortified later) 'Oh my God! I'm practically naked! ' The sunlight almost bites ...it's so bright! *** To him there is only darkness & the lightness of their laughter as people run from him &~ awkwardly stupidly hide from him. He moves towards each supressed laugh or nervous giggle. Someone is only a breath away. He finds himself playing Blind Man's BLuff & honing in on the slight catch in their breathing. The barbaque hisses & sizzles. Lips kiss him a tongue explores his very being fingertips caresse his mind remove his blind. The sunlight almost slaps him across the face. 'Ouch! ' he winces. 'Hi! ' she says. ' I wanted to be caught.. ...and I wanted you to catch me! ' The next kiss is lost in the crowd's oh! & his & her laughter. And then...the film runs out. I play back the scene (again & again) . It's hard to believe you loved me then & don't love me now! Trapped in a past forever happening I burn the film & escape back into the reality of now as carol singers sing outside off key out of tune horribly The First Noel & ring the bell. 'Go to hell! ' I yell and rewind the film in my mind.