lecoeurblanc

I wonder what it is you want from me? From out of nowhere you appear, doing your best to get my attention. I'm nothing special... You're up to something I know it... But what? You tiptoe around me, feigning interest in whatever it is I'm doing, sauntering about... Ever closer. Braver and braver you test my patience, push my boundaries, plying me with your innocence. Soon it seems my personal space means nothing to you. Your curiosity in me is palpable. You do your best to pique my interest in you, bumping in to me to see how I react. I know all too well how this will go... your coy invitations will soon become demands. Your patient sugges