Sleeping Where I Fall
by: Raye
It seemed like it was likely to happen sometime. Really, when you run yourself longer and harder than you every have without a chance to rest there's gonna come a time when eveything shuts down. Chances are, if you're anything like me, it'll be at the worst possible moment.
He was everything I had looked for and didn't know I wanted. He was head-strong and full of all the right answers as far as he was concerned. He rubbed me the wrong way and somehow, while I was tryin' to talk myself out of killing the man, he got under my skin and I fell.
So, it's the morning and I'm wrapped up in the sheets on his bed, my legs tangled with his beneath a blanket. There's a large part of me that wants to just rest here in his arms and enjoy the feeling of his body pressed against me, the rest of me wants to know what the hell I think I'm doing. I don't know which one will win out... but for the moment, I just love the feeling of his breath on my neck, his lips gently parted against my skin. He can sleep like a log.
Still, as I lie here, my mind flits through the events of the last day, longing to make some sense of it all, the man at my side, the peace in my heart. Just the sound of his voice as it whispered in words I could not understand, held me in it's magical thrall and I could do nothing but surrender to him. As if I was walking in my sleep I fell.
Now, all that's left to do is make my choice. Get up and move on... or just sleep where I fall.
by: Raye
It seemed like it was likely to happen sometime. Really, when you run yourself longer and harder than you every have without a chance to rest there's gonna come a time when eveything shuts down. Chances are, if you're anything like me, it'll be at the worst possible moment.
He was everything I had looked for and didn't know I wanted. He was head-strong and full of all the right answers as far as he was concerned. He rubbed me the wrong way and somehow, while I was tryin' to talk myself out of killing the man, he got under my skin and I fell.
So, it's the morning and I'm wrapped up in the sheets on his bed, my legs tangled with his beneath a blanket. There's a large part of me that wants to just rest here in his arms and enjoy the feeling of his body pressed against me, the rest of me wants to know what the hell I think I'm doing. I don't know which one will win out... but for the moment, I just love the feeling of his breath on my neck, his lips gently parted against my skin. He can sleep like a log.
Still, as I lie here, my mind flits through the events of the last day, longing to make some sense of it all, the man at my side, the peace in my heart. Just the sound of his voice as it whispered in words I could not understand, held me in it's magical thrall and I could do nothing but surrender to him. As if I was walking in my sleep I fell.
Now, all that's left to do is make my choice. Get up and move on... or just sleep where I fall.
