The warm sun beating upon my heated skin, making it tingle. My fingers caress a faint line up my arm, imaging it is yours. My mind picturing you standing behind me, breathing gently onto my neck. Your arms circling me in a warm hug. We move to the unwritten music which only we hear in our hearts and mind. And I quiver in your arms to your careless whispers in my ears. My eyes open into the bright sunlight. The dream dissipates and I'm left cold, alone.So, hurry back love and whisper to me, little careless whispers in my ears.
J ¡ η η !
27 July 2006, 2:15PM
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