by Carlos Hurworth

Created on: June 22, 2009   Last Updated: July 08, 2011

the rain falls like mist outside
a bright grey sky washes behind the proud old buildings
when i close my eyes, she reaches over my shoulders and bites my bare chest while i type.
i love the way she smells,

though the way she feels i do love more.
i pause from my writing as she wraps her arms around me,
kiss her beautiful face.
breathe,
a sigh

i melt back into life again...

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