(Piano Instrumental ‘Dream of Flying’ by Brian Crane plays)
I had watched her lips dance upon the rim of her teacup; her bitter breath had fused with steam, had formed fumes of rejection.
“Just leave it Frank!”
I had posed her a floret of my affection, worlds of pipe dreams; but to her it had meant disintegration in love.
(Piano Instrumental ‘Dream of Flying’ by Brian Crane fades to silence)
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