Light from a half-moon gave me shadows to chase.
A touch woke me up. Or, was it the smell of jasmine?
She touched my face and then my chest.
We undressed slowly and made love. I heard voices.
"The worst is over."
"Not when the virgin realizes it's a #delirium."
#vss365
from an old short story of mine called 'Stochastic Resonance'.
I use an old acquaintance as a character in this story. A few days back, I got to know that he ended his life by jumping in front of a train. Prayers for him.
https://newnonentities.blogspot.com/2010/08/stochastic-resonance.html
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