August 26: Midnight Lace
August Writing Prompts
https://similarworlds.com/literature/4418454-August-Writing-Prompts-For-those-whod-like-some
I've struggled to write this month. Words used to flow so effortlessly for me. Now, I can't seem to find the inspiration to write. I think I need to immerse myself in other creative endeavors to exercise that muscle again. I miss feeling my creativity.
August 26: Midnight Lace
The morning shines through the window, the blinds covering her in swaths of shadow and light. "Fitting," she thinks. Aren't we all a blend of dark and light?
There's a rustle next to her, and she smiles remembering the night before. She leans over and kisses him softly, the midnight lace of her gown dipping slightly, exposing her breast and nipple.
He doesn't seem to mind as he turns and glides the soft, midnight satin and lace off her body revealing her fair skin. He loves the combination of dark and light in her, and he takes the time to remind her of that.
https://similarworlds.com/literature/4418454-August-Writing-Prompts-For-those-whod-like-some
I've struggled to write this month. Words used to flow so effortlessly for me. Now, I can't seem to find the inspiration to write. I think I need to immerse myself in other creative endeavors to exercise that muscle again. I miss feeling my creativity.
August 26: Midnight Lace
The morning shines through the window, the blinds covering her in swaths of shadow and light. "Fitting," she thinks. Aren't we all a blend of dark and light?
There's a rustle next to her, and she smiles remembering the night before. She leans over and kisses him softly, the midnight lace of her gown dipping slightly, exposing her breast and nipple.
He doesn't seem to mind as he turns and glides the soft, midnight satin and lace off her body revealing her fair skin. He loves the combination of dark and light in her, and he takes the time to remind her of that.