The sun coming in through the window in front of Bez puts a halo around her head, making her look as though she is made of light. She looks over the street outside, unaware that I am awake on the sofa and watching her. I was up far too late last night, and could not […]
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ContactI want to feel my hands on you. It has taken me ten minutes to write those words. I want to feel your hands on me. It only took a few seconds to write those.
The Cartography of DesireDevURLI started to write about this: The rain, pouring like a waterfall. Me in the yard, wearing nothing but a red sweater, sodden and heavy, leaving one shoulder bare and me naked below the waist. You on the porch, dry hands on the wooden railing, unable to look away. I’m cold in the wet […]
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