the girl in the sundress
“Time to get up…” he whispers into her resentful ear, gently placing his hand on her shoulder.
She rolls towards him.
He is smiling too big for 3 am.
Here in the long afterglow, she just wants to kiss him a little and go back to sleep.
“Is it cold?” she asks, while climbing out of bed, and experiencing the same temperature as him.
She stands in front of him. Naked.