literature

waking up on your floor

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I emboss you, your lips
pressed against mine.
in the crystal ball of a
bedroom window,
the clock radio pulsates,
swaying

with the shift of our hips
something inexplicable
dances in and out of us, time is
an intangible thread tonight,
and your breath tastes
like unripe peaches

in the morning,
as the sun splinters in
through the window, I watch
the expansive light articulate
the line of your cheek and your
eyes are beautiful, even

when they are closed,
I wrap myself around you
and touch my hand to your hand.
we sleep underneath
the blanket that is last night,
and the sheet which is the
amorphous fluid of morning.
morning after
© 2011 - 2024 Aquarius-Claire
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archelyxs's avatar
I love this
simply :heart: