Saturday, October 8, 2011

Origins

Just a drabble jotted as I listen to a fave song. 


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"...the children of the earth, they looked like two girls rolled up in one..."
-Origin of Love

"Where are our fairytales? Our Creation stories?"

She rolled atop me; legs fitting around mine so I could feel the warmth of her, curls of hair damp, pressed against my thigh. She always felt safer this way, with her soft, giving belly covered and I liked the heat of her under my hand, fingertips idly tracing her body.

I felt her chin lift from my chest as she looked at me.

"Em?"

I bent my knee, bringing her closer to my mouth and increasing the pressure against her. Kneading her stinging cheeks with a stinging hand, I had my answer.

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