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Click hereHe whispers and the tiny hairs on the back of her neck
stand on end, like little ballerinas all in a row
she can’t quite figure out if she heard Him
or did His breath waft into her ear like a curl of smoke
bringing His message inside her, weaving a tale of T/two
*
His teeth press down on her earlobe like a vice
crushing tender flesh in shiny white enamel
a growl escapes His throat and her passion awakens
needing to match the intensity of her Man
*
His fingers dance over her throat and for that moment in time
she knows her life is His in the most intimate of ways
Like a god He has the power to make her soar or fall…life and death
she nods with silver blue eyes urging Him on
a silent plea for connection, domination, mercy, understanding
*
she nods again and waits like a marble statue for Him to move
He takes His hand and strokes her throat like one would pet a child’s hair
Each stroke sending effervescent bubbles through her bloodstream
making her intoxicated, drugged by the caresses, tipsy on tenderness
fear dissolves into a pool of warmth and she swims
*
He kisses her and with the crystal clarity of sweet bell chimes…she knows
that trust is not a word, not a concept, not something one can define
trust is blood, flesh, tears, and muscles…it lives
trust is the intimacy of a shared moment…it unites
trust is the promise of a dream expressed by the touch of One…it grows
trust is a gift exchanged from Souls that tasted each other before…it remembers
trust is the bond that wraps Lovers together in a tender embrace…it loves
it loves
emotions and feeling incur to us. TK U MLJ LV NV
i always love the ways you express yourself. this was breathless writing..... describing feelings for which there are no names. way to go sweet mina!
xox, femme