(The girl So taken, Oh to even exhale) Yes.
But will you love me?
BEAUTIFUL GIRL (He takes her by the hand, Starts to lead her away, But for her, Pauses them in their tracks.) BEAUTIFUL GIRL
WRITER I shall write you. I will heap more love onto you than a single being can accept. (Her beautiful face scrunches Slight Yet angelic Hopeful frustration.) So you will love me? I will write you. Notes, poems, novels, plays.
BEAUTIFUL GIRL WRITER
(She loosens her fingers from his, Her hurt eyes turn away from his, Not to return.)
ACT II (The writer stands at the intersection, Waiting to write.) 37