await continues to seep down he clasp her hand to spark moving with insincere love struck by longing she gives a strained sigh rushing her lips nigh titling nose to suck cavernous breath devouring her groans flickering his tongue her shuddering curve lighting his dark curse
and then silence ended in the dead of night, the daybreak, peering herself in the unlighted corners, immersed in the musings and flaring with the pain as when she found silence in his voice on the contrary of silence to read his voice