The July challenge begins!

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from For the Year of the Insane

Word for word, I stumble.
A beginner, I feel your mouth touch mine.








ETA:: Minimum word count is 100, and there is no maximum word count, so take your time and write. You can write no stories at all, or you can write a thousand if you're so inspired.

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Comments

[alie]

Your hand touches mine, casually, as you speak of inanities, trivialities. My breath stops, involuntarily, and I must needs will myself to continue breathing. This simple activity, all but halted by your discreet touch. Inhalation, exhalation, breathing deep from the belly, an attempt to quell the rising tide of … what? Anxiety? Anticipation? Warning? Hope?

My breath shudders again and stops as you turn to me, your tongue slowly nipping out of your mouth to caress your lips. I find myself breathing again, shallowly, but breathing in your warm air as you turn towards me, and then dip your head and lean inwards. I close my eyes, yearning for your glorious ripe strawberry of a mouth. And there! Your lips against mine are as balmy and welcoming as an ocean breeze.

[saekhwa]

*_* This is very nice. Thanks so much for sharing! :D