He extends his arms towards me, an inviting gesture
I enter the warmth that causes my every thought to fade
It feels like the ground disintegrates beneath my feet
I’m falling for this man
I hear only his breath in my ear, heavy and slow
It’s as if everything around us disappears
He secures me in his arms
He breathes deep
Holds me tight
I listen to his heartbeat; thump…
Thump…
My head rests on his chest
I savor his fingers as they glide across my body
Through my hair and down my back
I shiver
Here I am, there he is
So close, yet out of reach
I feel what is not touch, but hurt and grief
Here, he was,
And there he goes…
About the Creator
Skylar Dawn
An artist is messy, complicated, doesn't always make sense, beautiful, carefully put together and always has something to say. An artist is what he or she creates, a piece of work.
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