When nothing else exists
The whisper of trees cease
Cicadas quiet.
Our bodies pressed close
Our eyes lock
Holding our souls embrace
With your silvery sweet satsuma scent
The band plays our song
We dance
Like no one’s watching
And you giggle
Because I have two
Left
Feet.
This is a story in 100 words or fewer for Friday Fictioneers based on the photo above. Click the blue frog to read more stories inspired by this photo!
Soft and sweet
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Thank you.
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I love how romantic this is, and then you bring us back to reality at the end, but it’s still really loving.
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Thanks and it sort of is real, though it hasn’t actually happened, yet 🙂
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This is so sweet! I love how imperfectly perfect their love is, and even more how you hide the “I love you” along the poem. Seriously, great work here.
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I thought of the hidden message at the last minute and had to add few extra words to make it work. Thanks for your kind words.
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I love the sibilant alliteration that softens the earlier section of the poem, then the subtle shift after “satsuma scent” to harder consonants nearing the end. As Batty Koda said, “Awesome use of the language, Dude.” The ILY is a nice touch.
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Wow! Thanks for your awesome comment. I dare say you have a better understanding of our language! I just write the words and let everyone else do the interpretations. Only the ILY was on purpose 🙂 Thanks reading and glad you liked it.
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Even more so when the effect is organic, not deliberately managed. The muses were with you on this one 🙂
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Aww, sweet stuff. I like the specifics – satsuma scent – and the romantic humour of the last few words.
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The specifics are so the person who it was written for would understand it was for her 🙂 And those last few last line are very true. Happy you liked it and thanks for commenting!
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Just lovely, through and through: well done.
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Thank you!
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Touching. The feelings are beautifully portrayed. Love the last lines.
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Thanks Margaret. This one was easy to write once the muses provided me the idea 🙂
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That’s so romantic, and yay for someone with two left feet being brave enough to dance.
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Anything for the love of his life 🙂
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So very sweet, and I love the I love you woven inside!
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Thanks! That was a last minute idea.
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It is a delightful last minute idea. Well done.
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Love how you incorporated the acronym.
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Thank you.
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Dear Stomperdad, Fantastic and romantic. Love it, love it, love it! Nan 🙂
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Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! This was an entirely new route for my Friday Fictioneer story. Glad you loved it!
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Such a sweet tale. Loved it.
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Glad you liked it. Thanks for reading and commenting!
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Simply charming, Tay.
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Thank you 🙂
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This sounce like the same guy as the one in my story… Clumsy guys capture the beautiful girls.
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It was completely unintentional. However, I did read yours before writing mine and I guess the theme got lodged in my subconscious. That, and I do dance like I have 2 left feet so it’s also a bit of a true story.
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I just liked how well they went together…
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🙂 They complimented each other nicely.
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This made me laugh – in a good way. My husband has one and a half left feet but keeps me smiling when we dance. Really enjoyed this.
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Thank you! I’m totally left footed with the rhythm of a June bug. But I try! 🙂
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Dear Stomperdad,
You nailed it with this sweet short sonnet. I loved the larger story and the smaller message. Creative, loving and languid. Good job.
Aloha,
Doug
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Thank you for reading and for leaving such a kind comment. Means a lot!
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Dear Stomperdad,
Brevity is the soul of wit. Short and terribly sweet with a hidden message. Very well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thank you Rochelle. If it weren’t for you and your weekly photo prompt many of these stories (definitely my own) wouldn’t happen.
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This piece has a gentle cadence to it, much like the dance itself.
Tracey
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Thanks Tracey… My aim was to make the words flow like the couple’s dance. Then trip up at the end 🙂
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Creative and sweet, double the score.
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Thank you 🙂
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