Scorcher

Nights like this, I sleep naked, seeking relief in the coolness of empty sheets. I wake to the droning of cicadas, the yearning for rain, the ache of desire and the taste of your name in my mouth.


7 responses to “Scorcher

  1. Christine, this is perfect. I loved “the taste of your name in my mouth.”

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  2. Aah, the taste of your name in my mouth – so beautiful!

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  3. Oh, this was so beautiful. Every word in the micro adds to the story. I can’t pick my favourite!

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  4. This is beautiful!

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  5. Each word is handpicked and perfect!

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  6. Is that a double entendre in the title I see?

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