my words

Words are wind and rain, whispers and tears

Aug 2

a dream that will not fade

i dreamed you close beside me
the heat of your leg pressed against mine
my hand resting on the smooth skin of your knee
finds the hem of your skirt
and the softness of your thigh
beneath my fingers
beneath my finger tips
moving higher
in desire


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