Forbidden ..

     I saw her tonight for the first time in a while.  In the moment, I sipped from her .. savoring .. and longing. The latter was more evident, when she was gone. My eyes tactfully pulled her from her spot and bathed her in luscious greedy need, then moved on. Soon, they settled on her face, my ears sought her every thought, my heart took another mortal arrow .. as my eyes traced her sweet pink lips in motion and yearned to scatter her snowy cheeks with kisses.  She lifted her attention in a brief brilliant blue glance that woke me to my pose, pursuing my passion .. the pressing of mouths .. the tasting of tongues .. and I slowly withdrew to a full view of my desire that fed the fire in my heart for her.

     Something .. in her .. was behind a closed door .. or removed to a higher shelf out of view.  So, I stood and listened .. thinking. 

     We were being pulled apart .. compelled to honor the wall between us that so often we climbed to flirt with fantasy .. a forbidden fantasy.

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October 11, 2006

That’s excellently written

October 11, 2006

*sigh* Desire is a luscious, luscious emotion.

Welcome to the Sin Wagon, she says, gently patting the hay bail next to her. Please join us.