Imagine a clear bright evening. The sun has set. The night is closing in.
I am seized by a desire to take my clothes off so that I can experience the silkiness of the darkness on my skin.
It dances over me as I raise my arms to let it caress me. It’s at times like this I love my home and its solitude. I even love it when it rains.
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