Mar 2014
the clock reads
2:13
and sleep doesnt follow, even though my eyes slide closed every once and a while.
instead i replay
that
one
night
when we slipped into the sensuous abyss; when your touch solved me.
You stayed.
2:13
and sleep doesnt follow, even though my eyes slide closed every once and a while.
instead i replay
that
one
night
when we slipped into the sensuous abyss; when your touch solved me.
You stayed.
(30/Cisgender Female/California)
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