If we were a day…

… we would be a really long one. With a slight edge of grey, a lining of silver strewn on the edges. Perhaps a light drizzle, not the kind to make you feel gloomy, but the kind that takes away your pain.
The streets would be nearly empty; people scattered and far in between. It would be quiet, just the sound of mist rolling over the mountains.

And there we would be. Basking in each other’s warmth. Caressing, one finger travelling the length of the body, at a time. Perhaps a nightingale in the distance would sound its music.

And there we would be… lost and found. A thousand times over.


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