Love, at long last, visits two lonely hearts

Faith whispered “miracle …”
Toby saw it in her beautiful bright eyes.

This was their third date – she had invited him in for the first time, for a candlelight dinner at the plastic table for two in the living room, which also served as kitchen and bedroom.

They felt a trembling union as they kissed on the convertible couch – a lingering kiss full of longing, tasting of the red wine they’d had.

“I’ll have to leave soon, love,” he said, “my shift starts at 10.”

The miraculous feeling accompanied him all through the night as he was making his rounds in the freezing cold, while Faith slept soundly, a happy smile on her face, in benevolent moonlight.

– James Steerforth ( © 2008 )

Written around faith, miracle and whisper from 3WW CXVII.

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About James Steerforth

I am an author of poetry and fiction, translator and painter who loves to have fun with borrowed feathers.
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3 Responses to Love, at long last, visits two lonely hearts

  1. ThomG says:

    A very nice slice of life. I like it.

  2. Tumblewords says:

    It sounds so possible! Love this piece!

  3. Ah, the humanity!
    Thanks for this short–it’s a good one!

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