I was awake at four and could find no sleep and as naturally as it is to breathe so is for me to think about you, when I have an idle moment where my sighs will go unheard, my secret smiles will be ignored and my gasps will be shrouded by sleep. My roused moments of extreme wants as a pornographic reel of our licentious moments plays in my head will go unnoticed and is there a better time to reminisce and miss?
A large bed with white sheets in a dim room lit only by a small lamp, in autumnal weather was covered by us. The two of us, in the ultimate stage of undress; wet and eager. Grabbing, grasping, voracious, needy, clutching at every part of each other. Our bodies woven together, like a fuck wreath murmuring needs buried under carnal kisses that traced little maps of red marks left after moments of heated excitement.
It was us, doing all that we must.
Darling I miss you so.
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