Saturday, September 12, 2009

Goodnight


She walked into the black room. The colors peaked through the moonlit shadows and she softly pressed her door until she heard the click.

As she took her first step, her hand went under the back of her shirt as she unclasped her white-laced bra. Off. She took the next step and smoothly pulled down her flowy skirt. Floor. She picked her princess socks for the night and wrapped them around her feet.

Standing in front of her very own christmas tree, she saw the moon glowing within her window. Her bed was shining with comfort. She pressed the play button and the Leaves started to move. As they do each night. The Adventure struck. And the a Sweaters wrapped up France.

Her body filled with exhaustion as she delicately layed on her lopsided cloud. Her knees nuzzled into her chest. The pillow was yanked to hug. And finally she whispered...

"I miss you..."

The next room over stayed silent. Across the freeway is too crowded to hear. And all the way over there, the city movement is too mad a rush.


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