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Before Evening and After
Just last night, we disrobed our senses to the gush of rain and a trembling heater: stars bathing contours through a dance of flames as we explored soft rhythm between our curved hands travelling with shadows of a full moon aglow from the eyes of a window sill. And we spoke of eternity while waiting for candles to melt our floor, reading the waxed shapes like Vedic sutra of prophecy. I awoke from your early leaving to find a note on my lampshade, gently professing more nights, the fifth, it seems, of dream-like pleasure. Then you were gone. Later this morning, after soaking in thrilled afterglow, blithe steps carried me to the hallway where our eyes met accidentally. You were clothed in my oversized unisex tee, while the hint of blank look crossed over my transparent face; pale smile breezing away as if I were a stranger without a tag. My breath stopped ticking with visions of dark magic from evening’s moon, candles and window sills: you turned away as a fog unaware of my pang. Dear life, how I break. ~ fictional~ Last Night... This Morning Contest by nette onclaud
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