There are just no more words. This piece is so raw with frustration, a rage that hasn’t an outlet. I was planning on posting this today anyway, but damn, seems like it is right on time.
no need or want for gifts but please do light my essence on fire with your state of mind breathe life into me again with your love honoring our two broken souls and hearts
A simple look in my direction gave away his secret. The sensuality vibrating towards me with intent, but with a shy and curious hesitation. He was scared.
I was wanted.
Flirtation became our diurnal repetition.
But I wanted more than a game of frustration; each day ending unfulfilled.
Every encounter promised more friction.
The heat wasn’t just in our eyes.
Desire growing with each attempted exposure of natural impulse.
And then it happened.
An innocent, accidental touch; the catalyst to change our ways.
The electricity in the room was palpable.
Our bodies and our mouths finally and unequivocally declared YES!
His bold lips rushing towards mine dizzying me with an intensity of soft passion.
My world melted in that moment.
I found strength in his embrace, and a lusciousness hard to ignore.
His body dared me to explore what now was being offered openly for me to take.
As always Candice puts her soul on the page. Her writing, intense and almost feral, always leaves me breathless, and yet sighing for the want she stirs. Oof…
May we always know what it means,
