Sunday, 25 July 2010
1:45 a.m
The night sky is simply beautiful, tonight. I wish you weren’t asleep at times like these, so then we could share this breath taking moment together. Even from different sides of the city, anywhere we are it’d still be quite a view.
But you’re sound asleep right now. Hopefully dreaming and breathing pleasantly.
I don’t know about you, but a moment I constantly think of before drifting off to sleep, is simply you and I together. Laying in your bed, under your red comforter next to each other. Facing one another. Although it’s dark, it’d still stare deeply into your multiple shaded eyes. With your arm around me and my fingers playing with your hand. The window open, blowing cool air upon my bare skin and your face, to refresh us from our body heat. Both of us breathing so deeply, yet so quiet only we could hear. As our heart beats decrease in speed; our mind, body and soul drift off into a slumber. It’s relaxing and oh so very peaceful.
I always think of that moment after we say good night. And then I wonder what you think about. But then the scene reinacts in my eyes. I image your skin pressed against mine and your aroma of natural smells filling my nasal cavity. I softly say ‘I love you’ and then fall asleep.
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I hunger for your sleek laugh, your hands the color of a savage harvest,hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails, I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.

It's a hard warm place of mystery, touch it, but can't hold it

i cat you.

Locking rhythms to the beat of her heart, changing woman into life.She has danced into the danger zone, when a dancer becomes a dance.
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