….She could feel the brush of lips on her ear lobe as she opened her languished eyes; faintly she tried to recall the serenade the previous night had orchestrated….it came to her in vibgyoric slices conjured by the kaleidoscope of her bleary mind….
Too weary to cast her eyes around, she stretched her slender leg to encounter her negligee sulking beneath her feet….she rummaged her mind but all she could feel was the waves of Lethe lapping the edges of her memory…..
The imprints of invisible fingers were palpable all over the canvas of flesh….the chromatic resplendence was so vivid…..yet the face was blurred…..was her subconscious playing havoc with her mind….was he really there….was it a figment of imagination…..was it a time warp she had stumbled upon….each query flapped its wings in vain like an ineffectual angel…..
In the remote crevices of her mind were wispy images of a long forgotten face….distant but uncannily familiar…flitting yet indelible….
The penumbra of appearance and reality escorted the veil of somnolence….slowly she draped herself in the misty anticipation of being cradled in those arms….so familiar yet so forgotten…..
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