Exceptional Prose Potlatch Challenge-Drabble More Than Dancing by michaelcahill

I told her to taste our shadows. We continued making love. Our fixation on our shadows added greatly to the intimacy. Our shadows were rather provocative. Indeed, they lacked the inhibitions we sometimes found ourselves slave to. It wasn't shyness, it was more a deference to the perceived shyness in each other. I blew out the candle and somehow we survived the truth of our desires and confirmed our devotion to each other. There was no danger; we didn't lose our way. Desire makes for unbreakable connections when mutual.   We survived and greeted the morning laughing hysterically at the sun.   Author Notes Word count--100 I had fun reading the drabble fiction, but haven't posted one. 98-102 words. If that is too much work, resort to a dribble 48-52 words. Topic: Shadow

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