Monochrome

I follow,
through endless rows of billowing sheets,
beneath the old Queenslander.
Moving in monochrome,
I give chase;
a game of hide and seek
fuelled by teenage innocence,
amplified by fantasy and desire.

My hand grasps wisps of your silhouette
as you shift and disappear
within the cotton labyrinth.
Until you stop teasing
and slow motion embraces me.
I’m behind you.
Heart pounding.
Soaking,
in the feel of you.

After all these years
of patience,
I awake.
The flutter of sheets,
the warmth,
and you;
a promise.
Stealing away
on each reluctant breath.

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