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You're breathing, deep and even. In this light, I can pretend you are perfect... the morning sun ghosts over your flaws, your skin glows and you are ethereal. This is how I will remember you.
This is when we're not about the sex. We are the here and the now, where cool clean white sheets ward off reality, when 5:53 A.M. is not a moment, but an eternity. And it's beautiful, the lace shadows your unmoving eyelashes cast on the tops of your cheekbones. Your soul moving in and out of your open mouth like the air that flows with the grace and steadiness of sleep. I can watch and see all of you.
The clock blinks 6:04. I breath out carefully, but your breathing quickens slightly when my sigh moves some of your dark hair into your eyes. You roll over and slide your hand down my side, just once.
Your eyes flutter open and your soul shutters closed.
Smiling and kissing my forehead, you murmur something into my hair, but I can't hear. 6:05. I'm already asleep.
This is how I will remember you.
So yeah. It's trite and there's all sorts of crap wrong with it, but it's been floating around for a while and it needed a place to stay.
Oh, and:
Ryan: *finds LJ**reads stuff*
Me: SHITSHITSHITSHIT *dies*
The end.
This is when we're not about the sex. We are the here and the now, where cool clean white sheets ward off reality, when 5:53 A.M. is not a moment, but an eternity. And it's beautiful, the lace shadows your unmoving eyelashes cast on the tops of your cheekbones. Your soul moving in and out of your open mouth like the air that flows with the grace and steadiness of sleep. I can watch and see all of you.
The clock blinks 6:04. I breath out carefully, but your breathing quickens slightly when my sigh moves some of your dark hair into your eyes. You roll over and slide your hand down my side, just once.
Your eyes flutter open and your soul shutters closed.
Smiling and kissing my forehead, you murmur something into my hair, but I can't hear. 6:05. I'm already asleep.
This is how I will remember you.
So yeah. It's trite and there's all sorts of crap wrong with it, but it's been floating around for a while and it needed a place to stay.
Oh, and:
Ryan: *finds LJ**reads stuff*
Me: SHITSHITSHITSHIT *dies*
The end.