Brief Romance

You and I skipped the length of the wall on tiptoes. I laughed as I ran and you followed, always a few paces behind, smiling in my wake.

I grasped the wire fence and scaled it with little effort. I swung my leg over and sat perched on the top.

You stood at the bottom looking up at me, your hands placed on your hips in mock-dissaproval. I laughed and called out your name for all the world to hear. You proceeded without hesitation.

Together, we conquered a wall, you lending me your shoulder for a moment. Pigeons scattered in fright as I hauled myself up to the rooftop. I turned and offered a hand to you. You took it with a grin.

An hour we stared at the sky before I started to get cold. I stood and began to bound across the ceramic tiles. You threw out a half-hearted warning before losing yourself in laughter, and standing to join my prance.

We collapsed into giggles amd shared a breif meeting of warm lips before a yell sliced through the night. We had awoken the neighbours.

With a thrilled shriek I leapt from the rooftop. You followed my lead with trepadition. The drop was a long one.

On the ground you looked around you; saw me fly across a wall. You scrambled after me, wondering at my speed when you yourself could not find a foothold.

Only your head peaked over the brick border as sirens closed in around you.

I dissapeared into the night as you fell back to the pavement.

Our brief romance lingered in your mind as you turned back, resigned, to face the real world - to face the consequences - alone.

You didn't even know my name.