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Classic


Classical music floats through the air caressing and consuming her.

His life force carresses her skin as if she is a flower and he is the wind.

Her mothers words push their way into her mind, breaking into his enbrace.

She draws away from the hurricane of passion he creates.

She spins out of control because she has left the eye of his storm.

She shatters as the wall of her life crumbles and shatters around her.

It is the classic story of the love the was always never meant to be.

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