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Mar. 28th, 2007

Uh, hurry up, please. You're teasing me. Put me out of my misery, or let me into your sweet embrace! I can no longer stand to look at your pictures here on my screen, see glances of your beauty as I wander the streets Downtown, and feel your breath as I hear your accents in my home. I crave old family, I crave old friends, I crave old food. I crave old places, like your arms in the night....... The sounds of your breathing, sleeping outside my windows..... Whatever house we occupied, you were always there in the background, ready to comfort me if I needed a midnight stroll. Safer, stronger, bigger, darker, lighter. I crave you. I crave your touch, your voice, the way you whisper and shout, the way you brush through my hair at the beach. I miss the days of rain and fog and sun, however cliche *that* one may be. I miss the way you would take me from rolling hills to city to beach. I crave the riverside, and I want to be back on the Brighton Pier. You are like a lover in the night, hiding in the shadows of my bedroom, sneaking around so as not to wake me, but still intruding into my dreams. Kissing my eyelids, my cheeks, the nape of my neck... Teasing me..... Oh, London. You are in my dreams.


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Mar. 28th, 2007 02:38 pm (UTC)
love it.
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