Bedwrecked

We are floating on each other before going down in blankets. Ironclad, we fall to mattresses like ships that sank but never emptied out their chambers and so we land side by side – bedwrecked, impressed, undressed, caressed, your shape completes my night.

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~ by perfectionatrix on January 22, 2010.

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