Green light flickers.
Shower dies down breathing droplets.
Tiptoeing out, drying her palms
she leans against a snug wall.
Fingers glide across her screen,
forming effortless words,
pausing long............
reluctance arrests her from pressing "send".
Whispering feet cover some distance,
forming impressions on frayed carpet.
She sits cross legged,
in the middle of her bed,
hair still wet and disheveled,
fragrance delicate and fruity,
wrapped in pink polka bed cover,
phone sliding and gliding in her hand,
tablet by her side with two open tabs.
Brown eyes **** and alternate
between screens and toenail polish.
Her thoughts tied with proximity,
in the moment, fighting fallacy.
It was in need of urgent repair
the toenail with purple polish.
Contemplating her ever changing view,
her body feels entirely lethargic.
Mind amped and racing,
prancing from one thought to another.
Fidgety fingers persist to flirt with "send".
Lissome lips suggest she is now amused,
at the idea of him waiting for her
She changes color.