Angels Wins Round One

“I she her. I see them.” Dwight points with an outstretched right arm.   I look at him.   The black tux loose on his pole bean frame.   If his hair wasn’t racing back from his forehead, we would both look thirty.

I have spent half an hour looking.   Waiting for their return.  The anxious moments separate from time and space.   I question myself.  I question her,  well both of them.   The figure in blue leads her back to me.   I notice only one.   The hug of the other jars my thoughts out of the ruts they fell into.

Chloe giggles and kisses my cheek.  Her hand finds mine.  Metal and fuzzy.  The touch is strange.   I look down.  Two handcuffs, one pink and one blue.  I look up to her.   She is radiant.  I smile back.   My mind slips away.

“We can use those later..” Chloe blushes and puts her nose against mine. “I’d love to stay here…but I have a wedding in a few minutes.”

“Me too!  I wonder if you know her?  She has a long white dress with seawater trim. But what’s under that dress? And these handcuffs…hmm” I smile the smile of the idiot.

I am fifteen minutes away from the start of a wedding.   My heart is all in.   Parts of me remember what those handcuffs felt like.  The woman who handed them off to her had a way with them.   And too many other things.   I hold Chloe’s face but my mind is crafting a different body.  The curves are so familiar.  I hold my breath.

“Which mistake am I making? ” I whisper.

“Wow, you’re a mess dude!”  Dwight smiles.   His hands finds my shoulder.   “Time to get you hitched! ”

We turn toward the outdoor gazebo.  Families taking their sides.   Flowers spread out like tapestry.  I see smiles looking at me.   The ladies wait for us to start everything.   The music starts.   I’m looking happy.   I’m feeling like am heading for the gallows.

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Angels and Demons – Photo Challenge #118

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I see her lead away.  As she floats across the sand, I imagine what will happen when she comes back. We are hours away from forever. The minutes will drag until they return.

“I wonder where they are going?” Dwight,  my best man shakes my focus.
“This is a girl thing, right?”

Fuzzy warm thoughts become fogged in.    Talk?  My mind spins. Talk about what? My floating white clad angel disappears in the distance. What? Secrets? I think about possibilities.  They become storm clouds.  Lightning strikes of shadows past.  The following boom of things I never told her ring in my head.

Hanna pulled her away.  Chloe had no idea of that past once shared. They are best of friends now.  How much did they share?   The moments slow.  I kept out from her.   Every woman had a problem with her once they knew.

“Oh shit!” I speak it softly.

“Dude, you are worried about it?” Dwight masters his annoying burst of questions.

“We’re fine!   She’s having girl time…” my belief waffles before the words enter the world.

The minutes drag like days of mourning.   The wedding is a little more than an hour.   Families were off in the distance.  Oblivious to the situation.

Slivers of the past gnaw at my psyche.  Images fill my mind aren’t in the present.   The dance of wants to steal a moment from then strikes home.  The shape in the blue dress becomes undressed.   I revel in the embrace. She was hard, demanding, flame that burned the candle to the ground.  I choose stable, secure, loving. 

“Angels and demons both look good in a dress.” I mutter.

“That’s a little deep. Which is better the demon or the angel?”  Dwight queries my words.

“One’s easy on the heart.  One’s hard on everything else.” I talk still looking down the beach.

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