wolfgang wiseman

Rookie - 410 Points [wolfgang]

Sweet Winter

she lay half asleep / half drunk across the backseats of the car.
i gently lifted her precious head and eased myself under her.
she snuggled into my lap as i stroked her soft dark hair.
i could feel her lovely pulse as the tenderness flowed out through my fingers.
the universe sang sweet melodies as two souls became free from sorrow and loneliness.
the taxi drove off into the night.

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