"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."

Sunday, January 1, 2012

Watching You Sleep










I enter the room on my tiptoes. There is no light but it's the full moon, so I can see my Chouchou lying on his back. I make no sound as I approach the bed. I bend over him and watch him as he sleeps. So beautiful my Chouchou, so strong, even in his sleep. I slowly spread the sheets so I can see all of him. He's magnificent and I can't help touching him, oh so lightly. I begin with chest, so powerful and yet so soft under my fingers. My hand goes down, reaching his belly button. He stirs in his sleep and I hold my breath. I look at his cock, which was flaccid a few minutes ago but begins to grow right before my eyes. My body reacts to the beautiful sight. My nipples grow hard and a wetness appears between my legs. I know he needs his sleep, so I sadly put the sheets back on him and tiptoes out of the room. Before I close the door, I glance at him one last time and sigh. Life's unfair sometimes. Good night my Chouchou can't wait for you to wake up…

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