There are those lovers I will never forget.
Bright sunlight pouring itself like golden honey over naked submission on a stolen afternoon. A terrain of delicious goosebump flesh pressed against a rough brick wall in a chilly attic. A smile to melt a heart beneath a silken blindfold.
A sensual dance on a sultry night, perspiration beading her skin. Laughter across a restaurant table, captured forever in a photograph. A climax that shuddered through her body endlessly like noisy waves on a wild shore until she begged me let her rest.
A girl on her knees, her face pressed against my thighs.
A dress that made me sigh aloud.
Hair that tumbled across the pillow in gorgeous tangles of lustrous raven silk.
A kiss that tasted of wine and cinnamon.
Tears that tasted of salt and love.
There are those lovers who live in my heart forever.
And there are those whose names I cannot recall.
I wonder if I will remember hers.
Originally posted in my Shadows & Dancers blog
Isabella
July 1, 2012 at 10:47 pm
Impressive….You make a rough brick wall in a chilly attic seem quite the opposite of chilly.
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Romantic Dominant
July 2, 2012 at 8:50 am
Well, it wasn’t for me.
Smiles
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Isabella
July 2, 2012 at 5:43 pm
I bet.
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Romantic Dominant
July 2, 2012 at 7:12 pm
Laughing
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exploringmyotherside
July 2, 2012 at 2:55 am
Absolutely breathtaking.
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Romantic Dominant
July 2, 2012 at 8:50 am
Thank you for reading
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mlbk7
July 2, 2012 at 8:02 pm
“A girl on her knees, her face pressed against my thighs.” oh how beautiful.
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Romantic Dominant
July 2, 2012 at 9:03 pm
It was
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thoughtsbylittlevoice
July 3, 2012 at 3:51 pm
Beautiful. Refreshing. Honest
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Romantic Dominant
July 3, 2012 at 8:18 pm
Thank you
I appreciate it
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shakespearinlove
July 12, 2014 at 10:04 am
Reblogged this on ShakespearInLove ❤ and commented:
Beyond beautiful
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