In your slumber I cuddled up to you. I brushed your silky smooth hair and kissed your rosy cheek. You opened your eyes and smiled in return.
"I like how you wake me up. Can I have it every morning?"
"Lay next to me every night and I shall, till the day I die."
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The sights and sounds of Chrono-synclastic Infundibulum
- Jon
- Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia
- Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass, it is about learning to dance in the rain.
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