Not a big fan of the 300 word introduction to the one hundred word story… I totally understand if you skip ahead to my 100 word offering.
This story is nonfiction and is based on the love of my life, my girlfriend Sabrina. I had a tough week because I lost a close friend. Half numb, slightly hung over and tired from sleep deprived nights I didn’t think I would participate this week but my addictive personality got the best of me. As hard as I tried I could not shake this monkey on my back known as the Friday Fictioneers. I also apologize for my lack of commenting last week.
When I look at the picture with the statue in it, it reminds me of two people so close they are one, intermingled in thought and emotion. Eyes closed, warmth surrounding them, feeling the wave of their love flowing through each other. That is how I feel with Sabrina. During a dark week she was my light, and I had no choice but to make her the subject of this weeks prompt.
On the bed with my legs over yours we lie back as I read to you. The sun comes through the window, we are nude and fit together as we adjust for position. Normally uncomfortable naked with the blinds open I am the statue of the Dying Gaul in your mind and I can feel your eyes as I can feel the morning light coming through the windows. I put the book down, curl around you and whisper without need for restraint thoughts I normally do not share. I breathe in the scent of the only woman I love.
The Dying Gaul
Bri and Me