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Double entendre, I choose you. by ~termite-of-justice:icontermite-of-justice:



I never was able to sleep with
a person on my side of my bed,
on his side of my bed—
I suppose anyone in any bed
I was sleeping in at all,
really.

Until this: soft,
slow breathing;
limbs entwined in an impossible tangle
(snare, with anyone
else);
warmth &
comfort &
now—
"You'll get used to me," he said
—the irony:
it's harder to sleep alone

(except not, hur hur).

Not long ago I told
him, we both sleepy
tigers swimming in a chemical
cocktail of arching neck & moist lips,
he was making me write again.
A reply mumbled muffled against
the hollow of my shoulder; he—
already drifting into the
dreamscape shift—

makes
my waking life
such beautiful
anyway.
:icontermite-of-justice:

Author's Comments

Screw everything. I am an upsetting gross disgusting romantic.

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:iconcaressingdeath:
Those are the best kind of romantics :]

"It's harder to sleep alone" That line hit close to home.

Wonderful writing.

--
"Burn with Passion. Kill with Rage"
:icontermite-of-justice:
Thanks. It's been a long time due, getting back into the writing swing of things.

--
Melvin: just saw 2 girls 1 cup.

I have this many FIHPs: 295.

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