a moment of bliss

a moment of bliss

together hot and cold all at once, tangled comfortably in the darkness, embraced; nestled

one

gently lost in the quiet stillness

our bodies

the covers

the sheets

an air conditioner's hum 

heartbeats connected

blushed

relaxed union of body and soul awash in perfect afterglow

a fragile snowflake in time 

it will have its delightful fugues but never again its precise equal

cherished

Paisley P. Peinforte

About Paisley P. Peinforte

Having successfully invaded both America and Canada from her home base in Windsor, Paisley has become horribly corrupted by the world. She hates active voice and wishes to god Twitter had an edit button. Dedicated to "creating the greatest 'Ship of them all", she ponders horribly terrible, idiotic things for your amusement.


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~explanation~

I'm a snarky, semi-horrible human being given to penning intentionally bad epic slashfiction involving improbable objects and individuals, with the ultimate ambition of befouling Kindle with it one day,which is ostensibly what this blog is for.

In practice, however, it tends to mainly be a circular file for my various thoughts and ideas, some whimsical and others not, in addition to my various Photoshop experiments, mainly collections of what I generate for Twitter.