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Friday, April 21, 2006

INTERPOSED

As my time draws near I am left caught in between choices; shall I lay siege to the steamy depths of my desires? Or shall I let the current of my consciousness flow and carry me, to deliver me; to the misty realms where a waterfall is hidden and that cleanses sins?

At present lady night reigns within however; all may change as the rogue light pilfers ways to entice, concede and subdue the mistress.

The rogue speaks, “Let us be free, have the fire within burn to its brightest. We’ve been holding back for quite a while, more so than what you’ve claimed to others.”

I stir to his words; I bury my shaking hands in my pockets as I take a step towards the avenue of beguiling pleasure. Each step I take, I find it easier to walk, each step I take becomes lighter and lighter, the scent of sweet sensuality lingers in the air as I tread deeper into the city inamorata.

The rogue points me towards a lady in red sitting in a café. I introduce myself to her and she invites me to stay and commune with her thoughts. Words from my lips flow with ease, and before long she and I exchange thoughts of amour.

“You have her,” the stealthy rogue whispers in my ears and I allow myself a smile. She asks why I am smiling and I utter thoughts of endearment that caters to her senses.

We leave the café holding hands; I walk her home only to be invited to come in. Her room smells of potpourri and I find myself staring at her back as she removes the bun on her hair. She knows I’m staring and takes pleasure of finding her sensual.

I here the rogue laughing giddily as I feel my face burning with desire.

She instructs me to light the scented candles I didn’t notice before. She puts on stirring music as I did her bidding. I was concentrating so much in containing my excitement when she crept behind me and had her hands against my body.

“Finally,” the rogue uttered.

To be continued…

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