The sun is rising over the dusty buildings of the city,light beams rushing to get through the white clouds and touch the cold streets of concrete.It's morning and she's still there beside him,softly breathing over his neck.And every breath that hits him is better than the other,and every breath awakens another part of him.Her skin is soft and tender..and every little inch of it desires to be touched.Or be it him the one with the desire?If so the case,then why,would be the question.
He can't do it,he can't risk to wake her up and lose such an image.The moment must be seized,the feeling engraved into his mind and the picture! Oh the picture must be carved on his retina.Once,and only once that deed is done,the desire can be satisfied.
As she wakes up,her astonishing eyes meet his and the time stops for a moment.The clocks don't tick no more,'cause for a while,there's the two of them...and the two of them only.
*Will be continued*
Love,Just.
