Tuesday, February 23, 2010

somewhere else.

Catalena

Andrei's back from Europe. we're all gathered at his place. is everything forgotten?

Catalena just got out of the shower, in bed now. I hold her body tightly against my chest while Andrei digs his face into her small curls, inhaling unrestrainedly against her ear. he sighs then, a sigh of satisfaction, his lungs now full of life, as he withdraws himself from her.

and

I wonder if real life seems
inadequate

as he steps out of the world which is Catalena's hair and aroma.
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10 comments:

  1. KakesFebruary 23, 2010 at 3:14 PM

    you are such an amazing writer. i really agree with that statement you made, "I wonder if real life seems inadequate."
    xx

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  2. SeeFebruary 23, 2010 at 3:38 PM

    A short, but beautiful post,
    I don't quite
    know what to say.

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  3. Big Mark 243February 23, 2010 at 4:17 PM

    Would make for a scene in a really good movie.

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  4. SaraJFebruary 23, 2010 at 5:37 PM

    <3

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  5. a werewolfFebruary 24, 2010 at 1:10 AM

    hold on to him,
    breath in his scent.
    let him go,
    hold on to him.

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  6. SusanFebruary 24, 2010 at 3:32 AM

    love your writing.
    xoxo

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  7. JStarFebruary 24, 2010 at 4:34 AM

    I like this :) The imagery is great!

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  8. Belle ArmedFebruary 24, 2010 at 9:15 AM

    How beautifully written, my dear.

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  9. Heather TaylorFebruary 24, 2010 at 11:21 PM

    Exquisite...

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  10. AuroraFebruary 25, 2010 at 10:36 AM

    Bella: and let go. and hold on. and let go.

    and hold on.

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