It's flash fiction time again! I love the hops, because its amazing to see how the same three words can launch such different ideas. In this case - sweet, pumpkin, and brush. Our challenge was to write a love letter of 400 words or less.
If you're joining me from Xio Axelrod, welcome!
Here's my letter:
Nope, that's not it, either. Other couples of cute names for each other – why don't we? But despite your colouring, pumpkin definitely doesn't suit your other – attributes.
You are long and lean, not round and plump. Your skin is smooth, but dusted with bristly auburn hair (darker than the curls on your head). I love to brush my fingers through it as we lie together naked, your fingers playing sweet music on the bumps of my spine.
Babe? Honey? Lover?
None of those fit, either.
Maybe it's because you are you. I don't need a nickname, because when I think of you, there you are, complete in my head. I can smell your skin, taste your mouth, touch your body – and it is simply you.
I can't wait until we are together again.
I'd love to hear what you think, so leave a comment. And then move on to A.S. Fenichel and see what spark those same three words lit in her imagination.