White Dreams
She asked me to stay. Her intense gaze holds me. I need not be persuaded any further.
The night was hers and mine. Her skin, velvelty against my weathered hide. It was quiet, our silence, save for the sheets that moved and ruffled under passion, and whispers in bated breaths.
It has dawned, but look at her sleep. Eternal beauty bethrethen. How one can just stand and watch her forever.
She stirs as I turn to leave with the dawn.
I thought I heard her smile in her white dreams.
The night was hers and mine. Her skin, velvelty against my weathered hide. It was quiet, our silence, save for the sheets that moved and ruffled under passion, and whispers in bated breaths.
It has dawned, but look at her sleep. Eternal beauty bethrethen. How one can just stand and watch her forever.
She stirs as I turn to leave with the dawn.
I thought I heard her smile in her white dreams.
posted by ikanblues at 1:09 PM
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