RainDove25
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When you are almost touching it and you can feel sleep finding you,
It is dark… there are shadows, things all around. The night fills the air… it is late or early... it is all the same, time has all rolled together for me again… there is no beginning or end, no rise or fall of days… laying there, trying with all I have to surrender to the sand-mans charms… but it can not be done…
I wake to the feel of softness under my face... Its there as it always is... twisting and turning just a bit... tangled in the blankets that cover me from the cold that I forced upon myself, the needed temperature so low to cool me to release my body from the heat that comes over me from the thought of you… cold is what I need… cold will take me snuggled under my cozy covers of warmth and still not give the feeling that I would find with you… that would only tease me… drive me wild… rip me apart with wanting.
I know why I do it... I know that I literally sit here each night unable to make myself sleep because another second another minute another hour brings me closer to you... and just as a child on a holiday night... there is no sleeping to be had... sleep comes as you finally hit that feel of softness under your face... the cool feeling that I have now pushed upon me.
But like most nights… I have awoken… waiting, wanting… I will wait. Wait forever for you to wake... wait always to have you again… wait as long as my eyes can stand to stay open and watch others type words... letters and phrases... till the dot dot dots run together with the giddy candor of all that play… I wait… needing you, wanting you, never able to get enough of you…. I wait…
xxx’s and ooo’s My Cute… always
.
It is dark… there are shadows, things all around. The night fills the air… it is late or early... it is all the same, time has all rolled together for me again… there is no beginning or end, no rise or fall of days… laying there, trying with all I have to surrender to the sand-mans charms… but it can not be done…
I wake to the feel of softness under my face... Its there as it always is... twisting and turning just a bit... tangled in the blankets that cover me from the cold that I forced upon myself, the needed temperature so low to cool me to release my body from the heat that comes over me from the thought of you… cold is what I need… cold will take me snuggled under my cozy covers of warmth and still not give the feeling that I would find with you… that would only tease me… drive me wild… rip me apart with wanting.
I know why I do it... I know that I literally sit here each night unable to make myself sleep because another second another minute another hour brings me closer to you... and just as a child on a holiday night... there is no sleeping to be had... sleep comes as you finally hit that feel of softness under your face... the cool feeling that I have now pushed upon me.
But like most nights… I have awoken… waiting, wanting… I will wait. Wait forever for you to wake... wait always to have you again… wait as long as my eyes can stand to stay open and watch others type words... letters and phrases... till the dot dot dots run together with the giddy candor of all that play… I wait… needing you, wanting you, never able to get enough of you…. I wait…
xxx’s and ooo’s My Cute… always
.

You don't love a woman because she is beautiful, she is beautiful because you love her