AfterglowA Poem by GeeAfterglow
She smiled, sighed, closed her eyes and remembered
every second of every hour of the night just passed. She wouldn't shower, not today, perhaps not even tomorrow instead she would wear him, inside and out until the call of life forced her hand, a hand that slid slowly down into an ever growing wetness. She smiled, sighed, closed her eyes and remembered, her hand his, her fingers him... © 2024 GeeAuthor's Note
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