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Staying After Sex
Comfortable or strange
I wonder as I lay
In a bed that isn’t mine
Is this wrong, or is this right
How can she sleep?
She barely even knows me
Cuddled close beside me
Her fingers finding mine
Slowly becoming intertwined
Beginning to shut my eyes
As the sun begins to rise
It was half past three
Bright blue eyes gazing deep
Complimented with a smile
Whispered hello’s and soft kisses
As we continue to lay for awhile
I wonder as I lay
In a bed that isn’t mine
Is this wrong, or is this right
How can she sleep?
She barely even knows me
Cuddled close beside me
Her fingers finding mine
Slowly becoming intertwined
Beginning to shut my eyes
As the sun begins to rise
It was half past three
Bright blue eyes gazing deep
Complimented with a smile
Whispered hello’s and soft kisses
As we continue to lay for awhile
Published 27th Aug 2012
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27th Aug 2012 11:41am
And why can't that be the way it happens, humanity and tenderness, all the time? I really enjoy the pleasure of that combining,
"It was half past three
Bright blue eyes gazing deep
....without the punctuation....it was nice. Good writing, thanks.
"It was half past three
Bright blue eyes gazing deep
....without the punctuation....it was nice. Good writing, thanks.
28th Aug 2012 11:33pm
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