Someday, maybe...

By CrashAndBurn



The stale smell of tobacco
lingers on your hand
as you caress my face
and whisper sweet nothings into my ear

Outside the rain is pouring down
runnig along the window
leaving little rivers across the misty glass

The candle next to us on the floor
lights the room just enough
to toss long shadows
at the walls
and our panted breaths
make it seem like they are dancing
to the rhythm of our bodies

You seek eye contact but
I panic and bashfully look at the black sheets
draped around our legs

You run your fingers through my hair
kiss the tip of my nose and
I tell you

someday, maybe...

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Someday, maybe...

Created: Nov 13, 2009

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