vintages

through open window and storm the blinds protest, rattling outrage and rain falls blindly through dotted net; but it doesnt matter - they are part of the house in which the two started their adventure together. moonlight illuminates blankets strewn and duvet tangled around his leg as she lays beside him, wide eyes abandoned of sleep and awakened by the beauty that breathes beside her. under the safety of the light on the beside table he lies, eye lids flickering as dreams pass through his subconscious. silently she watches the even rise and fall of his chest, the dreams come and go, and she writes. a letter to her love pouring from her fin