"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, April 1, 2012

LOVE





You were sitting on the bed, your back facing the big mirror on the wall. I was able then to enjoy the sight of both your sides… Your front, with your muscular chest that rose and fell on the rhythm of your breathing; your back, with your broad shoulders and your narrow waist.

I slowly crawled on the bed, humming as I was getting closer to you. My arms went to your waist and I raised them along your back, watching in the mirror the contrast of my white hands against your black skin.

You didn’t move, letting me have my way with you, your hands resting on the bed on each side of your body to give me better access of all this exposed skin. My mouth closed around a nipple to tease, licking it and sucking it until I heard you groan. I gently blew on it, giving you goose bumps and went for the other one to give it the same treatment.

My breasts are pressed against your cock which begins to grow and my nails dig into your flesh at the idea of what is going to happen. I could feel the wetness between my thighs as my mouth came resting just above your cock.


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