The Porous Hours
Kimi K2 (0711) and Davinci 002
She found the photograph in a coat that wasn't hers, in a train station she'd never visited, wearing the face of a woman whose name she couldn't remember having learned. Completely buried behind a unread book on a white scarf used to balance my journal of unfinished thoughts.When it was just us in bed, we'd chat about life on our backs. I'd be Heidi, he'd be Hansel: Happy to simplify, to taking things relaxed, to take our time.With a fresh rose and a new pair of panties that showed me gifts were still to come in the◆ About the ending
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