I'm finishing up
pixel_0's birthday fic for tomorrow, in between cutting the kids' hair, jogging, coloring eggs, packing for Disneyland and watching most of Velvet Goldmine. Shallow note: Johnathan Rhys-Meyers and Ewan McGregor make a very pretty couple.
For today, I meet
wendy's Sam/Dean haiku challenge with the following:
~*~
Dad's gone-the room is
empty, waiting, theirs as love
comes swift, crashes down
Lips slide softly,
wetly down and down, each touch
electric, shocking.
Heat and hardness merge
in Sam's arms, loving, thrusting,
becoming as one.
Quiet whispers fall
on sweat-slick skin, curving down
inside waiting hearts.
~*~
If there's a prize, I need one. I tried to add taxes into today's mix, and found out that I don't have my husband's W-2s (T-minus 14 days and counting...)