The Crashing of Waves
Black skies and black waters.
Black skies and black waters.
We’re wax bodies clung to each other like scented candles in the night. Dripping hot we’re sticky. And when the heat finally dies, we’ll harden like bodies frozen in time wax turned cold. Will we ever warm up again?
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A night to remember.
His Name.
Another Walk Home
A coffee date
A Time and Place
Second Meeting