You are already asleep. Holding my breath, I slide naked beside the dark mound, formed by the duvet, as the cat, braced hard against your soft thigh, spits accusations. Stirring, you reach out like to a stranger, the nearest plank in a dream of drowning, and rolling as one, we find a shore with rules different to the realm we walk on.
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