The Feline In Her

MOVING SILENTLY ON TIPTOE

MOVING GRACEFULLY, SHE IS OBSERVING THE CROWD AROUND HER

GIVING THE BEST OF HER SMILE,
SHE IS OBSERVING HIM AT THE OTHER END OF THE ROOM

IS HE AWARE OF THE WAY SHE IS STARING AT HIM?

IS HE FEELING HOW SHE IS DISCREETELY APPROACHING HIM?

UNTIL THEIR SHOULDERS TOUCH FOR A SECOND, JUST ENOUGH TO CATH HIS ATTENTION ONCE AND FOR ALL

DOES HE KNOW IN THAT MOMENT THAT HE IS HER PRAY? OR IS IT THE OTHER WAY AROUND?

TWO CHARISMATIC SPIRITS, VULNERABLE FROM THE OUTSIDE

TWO SOULS LONGING TO KNOW EACH OTHER

EVENTUALLY THEIR FATE IS SEALED AS SHE WHISPERS IN HIS EAR WORDS THAT MAKE HIS HEARTBEAT RISE HIGHER

ENCHANTED BY HER SCENT, HE FOLLOWS HER

WAS THIS THE BEGINNING OF A FAIRY TALE?

A STORY DOOMED TO END AT DAWN?

ONLY THE FELINE IN HER KNOWS...