i wish i can press my hands onto your skin.

vividYou are in my head – sleeping soundlessly against the hymns of the ocean’s subtle waves. Before your first snore has erupted, I pull the white comforter up to your chin – just the height you desire. I graze my lips upon your forehead and take your vanilla scent into my nostrils. I slide my fingers across the smooth skin of your face – indulging my tongue with your velvet flavor. I repress a sigh before I turn off the lamplight beside your bed. I go out to the balcony and smoke – before I wake up.

I wish you are here in reality.


Thank you for reading this story. If you want to talk about random things with me, do not hesitate to reach me through my “Contact” page. All the best love, my dear.

let me hold your words before you leave;

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