Lying in this bed alone.
Without you.
Like an ocean without its
salt.
Like a teddy without its
head.
Head cushioning on your chest...
legs intertwined in the most intimate of ways...feel your heart beat whisper
your love...
Eyes meet in darkness, pupils
glisten with thoughts. Wordless lips touch. Heartbeats begin their prayers;
like a hummingbird to a rose, soft and gentle, cascades of desire flowing...
Morning. My head has
returned. But still I lay alone...
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