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| Up close I'm different. Suddenly you notice the little details as they come into focus. The freckles. The pulsating at the side of my neck, how every heartbeat seems to send out a tiny jolt of life. The color of my eyes. No longer one color, a mosaic of tiny dots of different hues. I see you for the first time up close. Feel your scent, taste your breath on the breeze. Mint. G&T. The heat that you radiate, like an aura. I dip my hand in it. I don't have to touch you to register your warmth, my palm is an inch away. Still, I feel it. "Starling" your voice is soft, amused, deeper than I imagined. "Yes" "Is that an alias?" "I like birds. Starling is a particular favorite" "Nothing to do with the film?" "I have actually never seen the film" "I thought everybody have seen it" "You and I , we are not everybody" my answer makes you smile. "Tell me more about starlings. I want to know what you like" "It's how they read each other to be able to fly in perfect formation. The fluidity of that" I look at you, head tilted upwards. And you finally read my mind, bend down. You hold my face in your palm for a minute before we kiss, your eyes are closed. Then you softly touch my cheek with your lips, waiting. In formation. |
Tillagd 26 jan 2023 Noveller #Kvinna #Kvinna som top #Annan som bottom #Egenupplevt #Humor
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