The Lost Afternoon

what is it you seek?

The clouds pass over our heads like cotton balls on the vast sea of blue sky. Open to the sun and the shade we are warmed and then cooled by the movement of the clouds and the soft breeze that blows through the tall grass as we lay naked to the world. Our world. It is our time to share and only we exist in it.

Relaxing in the aftermath of the glow of heavy breathing and sweaty passion we embrace and yet we don’t as we lay contemplating the world around us. Not just our general surrounds; but deep thoughts and ideas that come from within our souls. The intimacy of conversation runs deep between us, not just from between our legs.

Laughing and smiling as we converse the sense and desire to add an act two to our passion runs deep within us as we again begin to…

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Posted on June 5, 2013, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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