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rainbowfic2019-12-17 09:27 pm
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Cool Black 9: Epithalamion
Author: Kat
Title: Epithalamion
Story: In the Heart
Colors: Cool black 9 (did you know how much I love you?)
Supplies and Materials: Frame, glue (Invest time in creating a prosperous haven for yourself. See this effort evolve into a safe space of happiness. Joy arrives when you make your emotional well-being a priority.), novelty beads ("I am all in a sea of wonders." - Dracula), fingerpainting, pointillism
Word Count: 173
Rating: PG
Summary: Epithalamion: n. a song or poem in honor of a bride and bridegroom. Although in this case it's two brides.
Warning: none.
Notes: Pride fic #21! Yes I'm still writing these, don't judge me.
Morning sunlight slants
across my eyes;
you smell like coffee
and cream at the corner of your mouth
when you press your lips to my forehead.
yes.
I have lunch at my desk at work
so you can keep me company,
beaming out from our wedding photo;
I love you in red, darling,
but you know that, don't you.
yes.
We have dinner together
almost every night, you and me
and spaghetti sauce at the corner of your mouth;
I wipe it off and you laugh, kiss my finger
and go on with your story, because I always want to listen.
yes.
It's too hot for pajamas so you lie in bed naked
your legs brushing against mine
while I read you poems
and you draw hearts on my skin
your eyes closed, your breath even.
yes.
We turn out the light and you kiss me absently
the last thing you do before we go to sleep,
and my heart fills up,
I love you so much-
you know that, right?
I do.
Title: Epithalamion
Story: In the Heart
Colors: Cool black 9 (did you know how much I love you?)
Supplies and Materials: Frame, glue (Invest time in creating a prosperous haven for yourself. See this effort evolve into a safe space of happiness. Joy arrives when you make your emotional well-being a priority.), novelty beads ("I am all in a sea of wonders." - Dracula), fingerpainting, pointillism
Word Count: 173
Rating: PG
Summary: Epithalamion: n. a song or poem in honor of a bride and bridegroom. Although in this case it's two brides.
Warning: none.
Notes: Pride fic #21! Yes I'm still writing these, don't judge me.
Morning sunlight slants
across my eyes;
you smell like coffee
and cream at the corner of your mouth
when you press your lips to my forehead.
yes.
I have lunch at my desk at work
so you can keep me company,
beaming out from our wedding photo;
I love you in red, darling,
but you know that, don't you.
yes.
We have dinner together
almost every night, you and me
and spaghetti sauce at the corner of your mouth;
I wipe it off and you laugh, kiss my finger
and go on with your story, because I always want to listen.
yes.
It's too hot for pajamas so you lie in bed naked
your legs brushing against mine
while I read you poems
and you draw hearts on my skin
your eyes closed, your breath even.
yes.
We turn out the light and you kiss me absently
the last thing you do before we go to sleep,
and my heart fills up,
I love you so much-
you know that, right?
I do.
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