Wooden Shavings on a Dusty Floor.

Photo by Oscar Castaño Chavez at Pixabay.com

Drifting into thoughts of you, I had an epiphany of a floor covered in sawdust with scattered piles of curled up wood shavings.

The scent of freshly shaved pine infuse the air – the oil lubricating the fragments. And, I see the trails of your cum glistening…forms teardrops that hang from the wooden curls.