For one more time, I can't sleep. But neither I can stay in bed. I decide then to go and make some tea. Maybe this will calm me down.

I take several sips of my tea as I sit in my sofa. I have to do something.

I go then to another room and dig out a blank canvas. I get my brushes and colours and start painting. She loved it when I was painting her portraits.

Black colour shapes her figure, which portraits how my heart is without her.

Light brown, highlights her hair, which reminds me of the golden sand on the beach we met that summer.

Crimson red on her lips, shows my passion about her.

In the end the light pink in her cheeks show my pure love and affection for her.

I look at the clock on the wall as it strikes 11:11. And I find myself wishing, for her to be here. To model for me and only me. Showing to me her naked beauty, and the curves of her body. Making me eager to explore every inch of her hot skin.

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Steph xx