"I understood all the words. They were new and made sense. That's why the past was the past. That's why, if everything changes and wears out, then loves also fade away. You should know I'll look for your heart if you take it somewhere else. I'll look for your soul in the cold, in the flame. I 'll cast a spell on you, so that you love me still. You shouldn't have started, attracted me, touched me. I shouldn't have given so much, I don't know how to play. People tell me that today that's how other women do things. But I'm not any other women. Before we get too close, before we throw it away, You should know I'll look for your heart if you take it somewhere else. I'll look for your soul in the cold, in the flame. I'll cast a spell on you, so that you love me still. I'll find other languages to sing your praises. I'll pack our bags for the fields of eternal harvests. I'll say those magic words spoken by African healers. I'll say them with no regrets, so that you love me still. I'll make myself a queen so that you don't leave me. I'll make myself new so the fire starts again. I'll become like those other women who make you happy. Your games will be our games, if that's what you desire. I'll make myself brighter, more beautiful, to rekindle the spark. I'll turn myself to gold, so that you love me still."

Saturday, December 31, 2011

The Love Kiss










I look at you getting on the bed. You crawl on it and stop between my legs. You look at me with that glint in your eyes and your mouth comes down on me, so warm. Your tongue licks around and over me, exploring every part of me, tasting me. You suck on my sweet spot and drive me over the edge. I arch my body and half rise from the bed like some puppet on a string. I’m lost in pleasure. My body falls back on the bed and I jerk as the orgasm hit me. I’m boneless, helpless with pleasure. You watch me through your eyelashes, a look of satisfaction on your face.

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