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As I lay in my bath the steam rises and clouds the mirror, a damp tendril of hair curves around my breast as it shimmers in the candle light.

A sigh escapes my lips in the form of your name.

I run my fingers lightly down, smoothing a stray strand of hair from my forehead, brushing a fingertip across a taunt nipple, trailing my hand in the water. The scent of flowers rises from the steamy heat but all I can smell is your body, all I can taste is your mouth.

All I want is your arms, and the heat that I feel to be created by the friction of our bodies as we find madness and sanity in each other. I’m waiting for you with an ache only you can fill and a desire that is unending.

I wait with a sigh escaping my lips in the form of your name.

December 1, 2012

  One Response to “The Sigh – Early Writing of A”

  1. Beautiful. Thanks for sharing.

    Rebel xox

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