#FiveSentenceFiction: Whisper

You lie supine, naked, the image of confidence, of peace. Yet we know the fire, the incandescent light, under the veil. We know the perfection, the miracle of time and patience, the perpetual discovery. So I listen, attentive, tense, admiring, my gaze on your lips, waiting. It’s a whisper, and for me, your lover, it’s … Continue reading #FiveSentenceFiction: Whisper