We reimagine the final moments We had with my husband, Jacob, usually. The feel of their fresh washed hair slipping between my hands. The smirk on their face on the floor of our bathroom while I soaked in the tub, handing me a lit joint and fumbling as he sat next to me. He dropped it back at my upper body so we laughed during the little flame that posed no danger that is real. Absolutely absolutely Nothing could harm with him protecting me personally. Into the contentment and heat of our house that brand New 12 months’s Eve, we made love into the afternoon. Sweetly, tenderly he said without terms:
I am aware you therefore well,I adore you a great deal,I would like to cause you to feel so excellent.
He was not in bed with me when I woke up from a short nap.