Rock was cold and morning dew climbed up her thighs. She kissed a forgotten name and let herself go for the sake of an adventure. She guided a touch to her neck and placed her head on a tattooed chest. She heard an unknown heart beating of lust and tried to find a beat of her own.
Realising her heart wasn't present she pressed her body against a stranger's skin to feel warm. She smiled at the moment's illusion and kissed it goodbye as sunrise introduced a new tomorrow and revealed blood and bruises.
"A heartless soul ", I whispered to the morning sun
giving a puzzled laugh and
finally blowing away whatever still remained of that
ephemeral ecstasy.
~ illusion ~
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