Let Me Slip Into Nothing
A couple in lust and love.
“Oh, you’re home,” she called as I closed the front door. “Sit down, let me get you a drink.” I sat in the recliner, as instructed. A smile played over my lips as her hand slid over my shoulder, up my neck to my cheek, and pushed my face around. As her fingers touched my lips, I kissed them while turning to see the sight before me. Her eyes, black holes, surrounded by swirling bright blue accretion disks, the twin stars t...