Naia Louise

Naia Louise

  • Naia Louise
    Published 5 months ago
    Through the Velvet Curtains

    Through the Velvet Curtains

    The bushes rustled as we walked through the open field at dusk, our hands interlaced and our voices hushed in the luminous expanse of the last rays of light onto the Earth. We enjoyed the restfulness of the dusk on our senses knowing what the evening had in store. Our quietness didn't hide the intensity of what our bodies anticipated. I could feel my heart thumping in my chest and could almost make out a pulse in his hand, that wrapped comfortingly around mine.