Mnemosyne
By Dilionn
Even after all this time these things I remember entering our room finding it dark save for a single sunbeam falling across your body stark contrast against the black sheet even now I can smell grapefruit perfume hear the small cry when I pull your hair feel your pulse against my lips in the hollow of your throat I remember laughing like children entwined in sweaty sheets the way your breasts looked like vanilla ice cream with a perfect strawberry on top I remember entering you the way my world seemed to end each and every time and begin anew slender legs shockingly strong holding me close with a force neither of us knew you had your lips like pillows made of rose petals melting into mine you never knew how amazed I was every single time the look of surprise on that impossibly lovely face as we tumbled over the edge always made me feel like Paris with Helen.Ok, it's sort of borderline between love and erotic, hope nobody's too disappointed. Written January 28th, 2002 © on Jan 27 2002 07:49 PM PST 18 • 0 • 16
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"Even after all this time..."