dghtrofvenus
Joined: 09 Feb 2006
Posts: 3
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....a story
As she walks in the front door of their one bedroom bugalow weighed down with grocery bags she smell something wonderful coming from the kitchen. "Mmmmm, smells good!" she calls out as she walks into the kitchen.
Once in the kitchen she is overwhelmed by the love in her heart for the woman standing at the sink. Her arms encircle the other woman's waist as she buries her face in her long brown hair. Soaking up the scent of shampoo and lavender. Her lips softly brush the cheek, and she knows she is home. Expectantly, her lover turns to look at her.
She is still trying to see the face looking up at her when she feels a stirring next to her. Unwilling to let go of this feeling of comfort and love, she struggles to hang on to the dream, to get a glimpse of the face that has haunted her for so long. However, the unrelenting stirring forces her to wake and gently move the boy child sleeping between her and his father.
As she looks over at their peaceful faces she gazes intently at the face of her husband. She knows that the man would be crushed if he knew of her secret longing. She also knew that if not for this sweet son and his siblings down the hall, she would leave him. However, she would not allow the guilt to take root this time.
Instead she returns to her pillow and continues the search for the illusive face in the dream.
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