She said 'keep it private' and winked at me, now, her whisper on my ear: 'this is between us' she blushed, a red red hibiscus flower, for a moment i thought, "she is elder, my mentor" then i saw that glint in her eyes, wasn't it exquisite! pain scented with pleasure, i know not what, it kindled the dormant fire, we walked hand in hand, along the hibiscus lined path.
They were still in middle school; she was three years elder