His breath on my skin, soft like lily petals. A voice, deep and reverberating like that of a bass guitar, strums a tune to the beat of my heart. Lips pressed against my neck, love spins through my spine. Hands around me, I go limp, I fall. I let him take me, hold me, after all I am his doll. His forehead gently touches mine, a million words vibrate at the front of my skull. A million words I can only let out in sighs and gasps. He breathes warmly against my frigid skin, melting a sheet of ice, the guard around my heart. Tears saltier than the Red Sea sting in my ducts. As they sneak out of my eyelids, he strokes them off my face. He's a "hush" like clouds enveloping my mind, he's my safe space. Eyes close, open again and the warmth of his presence is absent. Hearts frozen and tears stained. Was none of that real? Is my life really stagnant?
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