Saturday, August 19, 2017

Countdown

It's begun, the race against time.

The clock's ticking so fast, you'll be gone before I know it.

Beautiful pain.

Beautiful heartache.


And yet it doesn't scare me when he holds me and we sleep.

He's deep, so deep inside of me. I am vulnerable.

Gentle kisses, firm grip.


Our bodies entwine in ways unimaginable.

Lover, thank you for loving me. 

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