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Rated: 13+ · Short Story · Other · #1228340
Piercing eyes. The color changing with each and every glance into his soul.
          If he found out... Shh, he can never know. The secret deep within me. Nobody knows, no one but me.

         Oh no... here she comes. Act calm, act calm. Is she looking over here? Shit, if she is then she saw I was looking at her. Ok, she can't see me anymore. God, she's beautiful.

         I watch him in the hallways as he walks his sexy walk. I listen to him talk as he talks his sexy talk. I can't believe how handsome he really is. I don't think he sees it. But I do. His muscular legs from carrying the weight of all his books to each and every class. How they flex with each movement as he walks down the hall. Going up his ass which flexes back and forth, leading to his back. Standing straight and tall, his confidence flows out of him in an aura. Arms rippling as they sway from side to side. His hair a dark brown with blond highlights on top falling gently across his head and slightly covering his forehead. Piercing eyes. Oh, how magnificent they are! The color changing with each and every glance into his soul. From bright blue on his happiest days to gray on the not so happy ones, green in the spring when his eyes dance with joy in the time where all is leaping from the ground in a fresh, new color. His jaw structure always firm yet hinting at a slight mystery that still lies in his mind. Lips, full and secretly yearning for a touch and oh
how I long to touch them. Yet, for now, they will remain untouched and my secret yearn to touch them will stay only in my heart until it is time.


          Her eyes captivate me in ways that I can't even understand. The way they shine when she smiles and dance when she laughs. The hazel of her eyes match her brown hair, long and silky, flowing down atop her shoulders. And her shoulders, so broad, accentuating her collarbone. Then her arms, they look so soft and femininely muscular. Down to her hands where they seem to be that their touch would be so soft. Oh how I need to feel their touch in mine. So soft and gentle. To grasp her hand would be like being in heaven with an angel. Then down her back to her legs, which are muscular as well. Flexing as she walks.

          For when it is time for us to be together it will happen. But only then. When I get the single from the great Lord above then I know my prayer will have come true and we are meant to be. But until then... Nobody knows, nobody but me.

         I want to tell her my secret. I need to before it explodes inside of me. Being bottled up for much too long. I can't take it! I need to tell her.
          I love her.


         Soon, it's almost time. Almost time to tell my secret. Oh how I wish to scream it from the mountain tops and let the whole world know. Everyone needs to know but him first. He need to know that...
          I love him.
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