Faye turned the page of her book, thumbing the paper that was tattered by so many reads of late… her heart always missed a beat when she read the lines upon the yellowing parchment that spoke of two souls connected across the divide of heaven and earth.
The tale of love kept apart by the pull of each others destiny…no matter how much they yearned for the others soft touch, gentle caress of sensual hands on bare skin, their lovemaking entwining them as one, it was not to be…
They were to be forever near, to know the others presence, a whisper of a kiss away but yet so untouchable…
Faye sighed and closed the pages. She uncurled herself from the sofa and walked across to the mantle piece where her favourite photograph of Sam took pride of place. She gently traced a finger along the lines of his face, savouring every memory, coming to rest on his lips. She closed her eyes, a tear seeped from her lids held tightly shut. Her shoulders sagged as a deep sob escaped from her body… for she was held here on earth whilst her beloved was waiting for her in heaven.
© AF Matthews 09
Twisted tales – Prompt “Eyes”