You tempted me hanging there coolly. Casting shade just the way I liked in a way that made me want you. I filled my eyes pretended distraction elsewhere but I kept coming back to you. And yet so many others charmed me too. It became harder to choose. Moments passed. You like…? asked the man holding out cerulean blue inkwells of ultra-violet emerald, crimson. Hues so true my heart sighed. Just give me the whole caboodle, I said.
Please also check out my response to last weekend’s Sammi prompt below. I would have posted it earlier but it was fiddly af and I only just got round to finishing it. I have numbered each sentence so it’s easier to follow, and also included the verse below.