Will you please do me one favor, darling?
Never let our flame be blown out.
That is all I ask.
I want to feel this way forever.
~ Even blindfolded she knew so much……more if the entire truth be known. There was something complete about the vision she possessed whilst plunged into the abyss of darkness. It was as if she were held in a quiet room of tempting shapes and whispering shadows. A place where every breath….every solitary thought spoke volumes of light, even from beyond a blanket of plentiful dusk. ~
In dreams I see her, dancing in her silver skein to a rhythm I can’t hear but feel in my bones and in my blood. The sway of her hip draws me in, the curve of her breasts beckons my touch, the hint of a smile bids my lips to kiss. In the web she spins, I am gladly caught.
Proud, proud she was. Proud she stood, and proud she should be, for the way she ensnared me.