miles davis poured through the cracked door like the sweet wine we'd been drinking all afternoon
the melody of a love song drifted into our ears and stayed there, teasing us and flirting with our fluttering hearts
the sheets were cold because we like them cold
our bodies were warm because we were, at last, together
and i kissed you softly
miles davis reminded me of everything that i saw in love and everything i wanted to feel, touch, taste
the melody of our bodies moved slowly together in a rhythm that did not match the music, but instead matched something deeper--it was a cadence we created ourselves--we were improvising like the jazz but, as is true for all real jazz, we ignored the rules.
the sheets were no longer in the way
our bodies were no longer separate
and i kissed you softly
as miles played the most beautiful tune
i have ever heard.
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It's what you hear when you round the corner of the building, darkness is all around but you can literally taste the light's relentless approach. There is a dumpster, a cat or two, and the entire world.
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