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The afternoon sun reaches through the windowpane, light-soaked rays stroking their fingertips over my sleep-warmed skin, caressing me through my quilted cocoon, coaxing me slowly awake.

It takes me a while, I think to myself, as I hear his approaching movements against the background sounds of domestic hums; fluffing towels turn in the dryer while floorboards creak under softly padding feet.  He kneels beside me where I lay, melted chocolate eyes level with my groggy gaze, and his welcoming smile pulls me out of my drowsy depths.

It takes me a while.

The thought repeats as I complete my climb to consciousness, holding his cheek against my palm and tracing my thumb over his sinner’s lips.

Sometimes, it takes me a while.

To come awake.
To come to realizations.
To come forward.

(To come…)

“I love you,” he says with audible surety, and I smile inwardly with remembrance, knowing how long he waited to hear those words, in return, from me.

As my eyes meet his, I wonder fleetingly to myself, Am I sorry for the wait?

Even knowing the answer is “No.”

(I had to know.)

Sometimes…

It takes me a while.

© Mrs Fever – Temperature’s Rising

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    1. Mrs Fever Post author

      Some things – some people are worth waiting for. <3 I'd like to believe I'm one of them. 😉

      I have made the conscious choice to live with intention, and I work very hard to say what I mean and mean what I say.

      Words have power.

      And love is a promise.

      To quote the lyrics of one of my favorite songs: It's not given lightly. 🙂

      https://youtu.be/y65puNIOBKk

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    1. Mrs Fever Post author

      Thank you, Chris.

      There are a million moments, tiny and strange, that create an ‘Us’ ~ examining, in retrospect, the minute details of some of those moments, is to savor the dark-chocolate aftertaste, which (1) makes me appreciate the flavor all the more, and (2) sets me to craving another bite, even while I thirst for a tall cool drink of water. (Yes, that was a double entendre. 😉 )

      Glad you liked. 🙂

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          1. Mrs Fever Post author

            Ohhhhh, yes.

            I can picture the flavor combinations, can’t you? And they would have steamy names. It’s more fun if it makes grandma blush. 😉 “Would you care for a Slick Hot? A Creamy Wet? Perhaps a Naughty Tease?”

            /damn/

            And now I’m craving yummy deliciousness. Le sigh.

          2. The Muscleheaded Blog

            I’m thinking some great slogans like :
            I love Mrs. Fever sweet stuff –
            Mrs. Fever’s Candies Give Me Chills –
            Hot And Spicy – Mrs Fever is that and more….

            Oh man… it’s a gold mine. 😀

  1. wildoats1962

    Sugar Rush!!! I love it!! I can imagine white and DDDark chocolate with strawberry swirls. But that’s my own imagination running Wild at the banter. The original post is, …, reminiscent…..

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    1. Mrs Fever Post author

      And of course there would have to be one called Tasty Nipple. Or perhaps Mother’s Milk? 😀

      Yes, reminiscence. 🙂 Minus nostalgia.

      {An expression, rather than an equation.}

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