“Do I know you?” I said, cupping your face in my hands, kissing your half-lidded eyes, tickled by your eyelashes.
Silhouette of our bodies reflected in shades of candlelight in the mirror leaning against the wall, just past the edge of the couch’s arm.
The skin of your rosy cheek velvet to my touch. Silken strands of hair falling in front of your face, my fingers sweeping them back behind your ear.
Kissing your eyes. Kissing your sweet lashes, and the rouge on your cheeks.
Kissing your chin. Trailing nibbles down your neck.
Our bodies creating a field and inside of it, we are out of harm’s way.
There is clarity here. There is a fallen hush.
There is trust enough for me, too, to close my eyes and just be.
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Gabriel Gadfly
8 months ago
Love this. “There is clarity there. There is a fallen hush.” This is definitely one of your better pieces. I might remove the word “getting” from the first line, though.
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Khandroma
8 months ago
I’m taking your advice on the “getting.” Thanks for this comment. It gives me hope!
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