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/Absence of Light/
We have a deal, in which we fool ourselves: I leave off the knife sheaths; she leaves locks unclasped on the blackest of nights.
She is usually in bed when I come, asleep beneath midnight hued sheets.
I wake her with restrained touches on her smooth thighs, her stomach, her breasts. She's not cold, Kritiker rumours be damned, but feverish under my touch.
Her eyes are silvered-black in the darkness; I let myself fall into them as I sink into her, pulled closer by slim arms.
The absence of light is not cold, but searing hot.
And smooth as silk.
We have a deal, in which we fool ourselves: I leave off the knife sheaths; she leaves locks unclasped on the blackest of nights.
She is usually in bed when I come, asleep beneath midnight hued sheets.
I wake her with restrained touches on her smooth thighs, her stomach, her breasts. She's not cold, Kritiker rumours be damned, but feverish under my touch.
Her eyes are silvered-black in the darkness; I let myself fall into them as I sink into her, pulled closer by slim arms.
The absence of light is not cold, but searing hot.
And smooth as silk.
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