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A life long dream (standard:romance, 384 words) | |||
Author: Genesis_silverson | Added: Jan 27 2003 | Views/Reads: 3255/1 | Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes) |
A woman dreaming of the day before she lost her husband | |||
A life long dream It was early Sunday morning when I woke up from my bed. I was still laying down my eyes half way shut staring towards the open window. Who had opened it? I rolled around to find that my lover wasn't resting beside me anymore. My body still heated. I stared toward the open doors out into the hall way and sat up. I stretched out and licked my silky lips. I slowly moved toward the open doors and walked out in the cold hall. Me in my lacey pink tank top and baby blue shorts. My small feet cold from the wooden floor. I heard the familiar voice of the man that I new in the kitchen down stairs. A smile curved over my lips as I slipped on my fuzzy slippers and walked out across the hall toward the stairwell; I walked down stairs moving into the kitchen and leaning against the door way. My pierced eyes staring toward my lover I remember the time or our love making just before I woke up. Sweet eyes rested upon his form as he approached me. His warm gently arms grasping around my waist and his chin resting against my shoulder as he leaned down to kiss my neck. I gave a giggle and kissed his forehead before pulling away. My feet dragging me to the coffee pot as I pull a cup from the cupboard above and pour in some coffee, Gabe coming again behind me and grasping his arms around my body. I turn around in his arms and lean up to his tall form and place a kiss to his lips. He smiles and brings me into a warm everlasting embrace as we both walk away from the kitchen and out into the living room. We sit on the couch I sipping my coffee as he leaned back staring directly to me. “What..?” I whisper lightly to him with my always so quiet French accent. “Nothing...just admiring you beauty” His voice...so deep and caring, how wonderful. I placed my cup down onto the table and leaned foreword resting my head in his lap as I lay down and close my eyes. It was that day when I found my love...forever I dream it. ...to have and to hold... Tweet
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