Moment ~ A Twitterotica piece

I claim her as mine in little slivers of time. In the moment when her breath catches at the slide of my fingers down her spine; the skip of her heartbeat at the graze of my teeth down her neck; the quivering exhale at the drag of my nails over her skin. Each a precursor, a promise, a portend of what’s to come. To read the full piece, visit my blog at //yourdreamer.wordpress.com