I wonder if people can smell him on my breath. If all of that protein I got this morning left a scent. I lick my lips to taste him one more time. The citrusy sweet pineapple. A black cherry tartness. Delicious remnants of delightful decadence linger in my mouth. A sweetness like no other. Not wanting to share any bit of him. I nod and smile. Savoring his taste. A whiff is all they will ever get.
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Him, I’m trying to make sense of it all. Allowing myself to be in love, with you; the idea. With everything in me, everyday I do what I can, giving what I have. Sometimes all it is, is nothing more than a soft breath. Other times, every fiber of my being. […]
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Nicky loves to watch herself dance and if the music is right she will dance all night. Her moves are so graceful, a full figured display of modern dance and ballet. When the right song comes on she moves in such a slorrish manner. That private dancer talent, unmistakable. Nicky’s rhythm is one that will […]
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