Anita Blossom Meets Kyoko Naisei. (Off-The-Wall)

For their she was, just standing there... hair black, physically frozen, staring back, pretending to be me. But... she couldn't be me. Could she?
But she seemed to be dressed in all of me...
Who is she?
She puts on her make-up and grins. She keeps trying to look like me...
Which leads me to begin questioning myself. Do I even know who I am anymore? A stranger appears to know me more than myself without even saying a single word. She says it all in just a single glance... whilst she dances mysteriously, in a long dark red dress with a silky red velvet ribbon tied around her neck, from the back, that would flow carelessly down her back… with her pretty black hair tied to the back, conveying emotion through movement. Abusing passion as she would use it to her advantage to seduce you into her thematic fantasies and awkwardly romantic illusions/confusions to create the almost perfect dr(e)amatic reality.

She barely makes a sound as her feet swiftly smothers the ground. But her body is speaking an unusual sound, a sweet profound, an inexplicable noun…
She holds me at knife point, at my own wrists. Places my hands over her hips and quitely whispers in my ear… “Dance at your own risk”
She guides my body into her body (effortlessly erotic…)
Her lips trembled softly… So anxiously waiting to bite my lips, she would bite her own lips to hold them steady…
“I hope you tread carefully among the stones on the dance floor… or you’ll get more than you asked for…”
I feel like I’ve seen her before. She appears off the wall and I’ve never felt anyone make me feel like this before…
She rises her knee along side my right side and brushes her thigh aside mine. A fine line, between crossing the wrong line at the right time…

Kyoko dances with ‘him’ in symbolic rhythm. A blurry hypnotic vision. Holographic hallucinations within a three-dimensional image…
An image of you, me and him…
And I no longer understand which dimension I’m in…
Or whose image I belong too.
I guess I belong to you… Considering, I am you.
But you can’t see what I see in you… Even, if it’s right infront of you.
My eyes cry at the sight of you.
The sight of seeing you with another you…

“Why did I have to fall in love with you? And why did I have to fall in love with him? What does he see in you that he doesn’t see in me? I AM YOU! How can he NOT see you in me?!” screamed Anita.

As Anita observes, he tenderly runs his finger tips along Kyoko’s lips, wrapping his arm around her waist, grasping her hips as she tries to resist but he pulls her closer for the irresistable kiss, smudging her red cherry lipstick against his lips…

~Stuck on foolish thoughts~

I felt angered and left the scene out of jealousy. Kyoko, pushed him away as she noticed me leave, and ran straight after me…
Without a muttered word, her lips suddenly pursed into mine and your naked eyes rushed in, to kiss my sun-kissed skin.
- Anita Blossom

*To be continued…*