Sunday, 19 July 2009

When its right

If he woke up at dawn, he loved to just

watch her and pull aside the sheets, not for

sex that would come when it came, but to

trace his fingers over her tan-lines and feel

even in old age the wonder that she of all women could love him.

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This blog was inspired by First 50 words where you freewrite from a single word prompt. I use random words or images to create flash fiction in formats ranging from twitter postcards to short short stories.