Rhys
the once and future
- Joined
- Dec 14, 2001
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something brought me out of sleep this early morning ...was is the touch of your hotter flesh? the scent of your hair spilling over the pillow, the strands fine like silk but so much of it....so much of it that it drowns me, surrounds me with its rich scent. The fire of the early morning sun envelopes it streaks of red and gold shimmering there and your lips soft in your slumber so full slightly parted a gentle pinkness that I would brush with my own just for a taste of you....something in the softness of your bared thighs the warmth of your skin the faintest caress of leg pressing against leg...you rest your chin on my shoulder such drowsy contimplation through a fringe of dark lashes something languid and pliant and smouldering in the predawn air between us...the whisper of silk sheets drawn back gentle exploration of the fine hairs of your stomach blowing cooler air across and watching the fine shiver ripple up and down your body...
treasure this always in my dreams...
treasure this always in my dreams...