Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Jasmine: Dreams, Glare at the Dreams

I can feel the weight of her body in the bed next to mine, the warmth of her arm around my waist curling me in tighter. a tickle of hair not my own crosses my eyes and i'm hit with her scent. Mind reeling i turn over and wake up alone.

two more days

2 comments:

The Fearsome Fivesome said...

Don't you just hate to wake up alone?

Sarah said...

Not me. But I get it.