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Out from the shadows deep within her mind, through the fog and haze of memories long ago, he came to her.
She can see the radiance of his eyes and feel the quickening of his heart.
Hands reach for her and to bring her into the shelter of his loving arms.
The heat of his breath sends chills up her spine as soft murmurs of longing are spoken in the depths of midnight dreams.
Can he hear her heartbeat; can he feel her body tremble?
If he looked close enough could he see straight to her very soul?
How she loved the warmth of his lips on the softness of her skin.
Velvet hot liquid rushes through her veins pulsing it’s way to her very core as she sees the hunger in his eyes.
This craving can not be denied or ignored, it is what it is, nothing more.
This feeling is too intense, too powerful and raw.
Two heartbeats pass between them and his lips now fall to claim her.
My God she was born into this world for this, it was indeed the most erotic moment of her life.
His kiss had the intensity of a thousand kisses they’d never shared.
Her knees quaked under her and her heart felt like it would erupt.
If not for the support of his arms she surely would have fallen.
How long had she prayed for this?
His voice shaken with desire whispered all that his heart always yearned to.
Time seemed to stop and nothing mattered but this moment.
Two more heartbeats past and they found themselves in the lover’s embrace.
Pleads escape her kiss swollen lips to release her of this sweet torment.
Each seductive dance of his virile body brings them both closer to heaven.
His hands moved hungrily over her fearful she would fade.
Soon the world around them was a burst of color and electricity.
Never in all her life had she felt such perfection, such bliss.
Blinking her eyes from the soft cloud of passion he smiles to her.
Chilling sensations fill her entirely with a happiness she’d not forgotten.
For one moment in time he was here and he was hers.
The fog of sleep fades and leaves her with a sense of sadness and loss.
For only here in the depths of their dreams can they meet and love again.
DLP -
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September 28, 1996
Never stop giving up on the dream, have faith!
