December 2010
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tierneylee:
I crawl into bed and wrap my arms around your warm torso. Your body reacts as it always does, with an initial shiver running from your spine to your toes before turning to face me. You are so consumed by sleep that I doubt you could recall what is said in the moments that follow, but I cling to these whispered words like a life-force, “Oh, dearest, I missed you more than you can...
I was just told I have sex appeal.
Funny how wounds don't hurt till you actually...
