I feel time move around us
as I lie waiting in the dark room;
anticipating the moment
when the dust settles on your pillows
and you descend upon me.
Apr 26, 2016
Apr 26, 2016 at 5:20 AM UTC
I feel time move around us
as I lie waiting in the dark room;
anticipating the moment
when the dust settles on your pillows
and you descend upon me.
© Nicola-Isobel H. 26.04.2016
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