She had a dream of you. you and yours. The story lines are unclear.
Days before she had another. One of your skin. Your moans. Your hair. Your mouth. She came. The first time in days.
7 in the morning she stares at herself in the mirror. Touches her breasts. She thinks of you touching them. holding them. holding her.
Waits all day to see you. eager. instead you're cold.
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