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I love the feel of the night gown on my skin
It cleaves to my skin with softness like the kisses from his lips
It smells like roses to me
Like the sweet smell of his cologne
I really do miss him
Tonight I have a deluge of emotions
I remember how relentless I was that night
The sun was quick to go down and the night skies devoid of its fiery fire
A trepidation in the sky and also my heart
I let him tease me as usual
He stroked my cheeks
I stroked my blade
He kissed my neck
I slashed his
He seemed to riposte in death as he held on to my night gown
I loved him but he didn't
They never really do so I let them go
This is my entry for the 5-minute freewrite prompt today by 