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Click hereI slept, last night, with the front door unlocked.
Didn’t mean to. It just slipped my mind.
I also left a light on in the kitchen,
which may have had an effect: I dreamed that you
opened the door and gazed in on my form.
I cracked an eye, to see you seeing me
cold, half-covered, naked in my bed —
man that I am, clothes rumpled on the floor —
and full of tenderness, you came and lay
beside me, simply, and sighed.
I smelled wildflowers from miles and miles around,
felt feathery wisps of newborn leaves, small zephyrs,
as you touched my face and whispered some unknowns
that stayed in the dream. All of it was kind,
I know that much. And then there came the instant
when half of your skin meshed with half of mine.
I pulled you close, with hunger, love and need,
and breathed you in, exhaling all my pain,
taking you in love, and giving mine...
and we’ve never even met.
You might want to tighten up the first paragraph, to avoid longer sentences spilling over lines. Otherwise pretty amazing, just got better and better!
your wit shines in this literary Art
I would have never guessed where this word
trail spiraled down to , haven't met <grin>
cute and very clever
One question, how do you get such
clarity in your dreams <hahaha>
excellent poetry~