memories of Kathy

You smell like the sunrise.
You paint me up with a smile
your hands soft and guiding you make me ready
the stage calls but for this eternal moment you are so close.
The hectic calls of the other actors are lost to me
all I see
all I hear
all I feel
is you so close I could breath you,
and still I cant touch you
an ocean of my awkwardness lies between us
and so the moment passes and we both go back to our lines
yet even now I can feel it all.
and when I close my eyes and think of you
I still smell the sunrise.

TechNoir
the sappy one