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Was it truly an affair? My lover lay soundly by my side Her breaths coming regularly But I lay awake Visions of a different flesh Textures shapes... But I loved no, I love this woman here Is it wrong then to dream of another To wonder without doing? Sin without the act? What is it then that drives me to do this... The inexplicable to want more? No, I have enough At times, perhaps to much To feel a change That infinitesimal spark of newness Or was it, in a way, a lack of control... After a while you just dream Occasionally there will be lucid bits But it is much like watching a movie She comes and goes Sometimes its a v

Since the first kiss. Since that first shocking moment when they had fallen into each other. And now all she cared about was his happiness, his lips curving into the most beautiful smale she had ever gazed upon. She moved closer and curled her hands into the front of his soft shirt. He actually looked a little surprised. She didn't blame him. But it had been two full hours since she had kissed him and she couldn't wait a moment longer for those luscious lips to be against hers in a kiss that could make hell itself dissolve in the heat of their passion. Her skin was pricking as she leaned in closer to him. He had already opened his mouth and