Or a funny sort of Thursday.
Francesco Hayez's OdalisqueSanity was replaced with the touch of complete satisfaction.
Now hours after the bliss in the promising dawn you cling like second skin.
Lust takes on the form of gratification and even in sleep the after glow is memorized by your sentimental heart.
I haven't the heart just yet to wake you or to say all that remains of the breathless fulfillment is my regret.
I'm filled with guilt for my usual self-control stood idly by while you abandoned virtue.
I let you sleep.
We have arrive at the end of the week.
My love, my care,
Simone
First I pictured a man thinking this and then a woman. It works either way, but meant different things to me.
ReplyDeleteThe line "you cling like second skin" is very evocative.
ReplyDeletethen i'll be sleeping.
ReplyDeletetrying, always trying to disappear.
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A little sad, methinks. Why should she regret?
ReplyDeleteBisou, Cro.
Lovely. Happy Friday!
ReplyDeleteWonderful! :)
ReplyDeleteVery lovely, I hope he does not regret too long
ReplyDeleteI've had similar regrets myself in the past (usually after a night in the pub), but have never expressed them quite so poetically as this.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful:)
ReplyDeleteNicely written!
ReplyDeleteHow beautiful.
ReplyDeleteI like you post,my dear Simone,thankyou for all you kind words,
ReplyDeleteAnd have a lovely,nice weekend!-)*
Many love and blessings,
***Violetta***
Mmm, nice!
ReplyDeleteVery nice, Simone.
ReplyDeleteSo pretty. And kind of sad. I like it!
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