No longer screwed
Hope
), I now have a mantra that doesn't feel like a lie.This will work.
Unbidden MorningPlacing a gentle kiss upon your sleeping lips, I watch your slumbering form, brushing over your relaxed features with my fingertips.Unbidden Morning
Warmth spreads over my body; is it the memory of last night, of our coupling - our bodies merging - where our thoughts pulsed as one,
our hearts beating in time...
(Nails drawn down your soft skin, over your back as our lips meet, searing the other's mouth - sounds of pleasure pushing past - pulling you closer, calling out for you in the heat...)
No, it is the rising sun, that orb of fire we best
