Kindred

I watch in my mind as you sit on your urban city balcony, which doubles as a fire escape, hastily devouring my words. Your stockings touch and kiss your skin just as I imagine I would. Your skirt has ridden high giving me a glimpse of your pale legs, causing me to wonder if I have made you wet. Your breasts peek through your open shirt as you press your head against the wall smiling, with your eyes closed. I hope it‘s because of me. I enjoy pretending that just maybe my fantasies are the same ones you want.

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