Friday, October 23, 2015

And so it begins...





His gaze wafts a spell that disturbs the parameters of her reality, an irrevocable shift to which she responds, receptive to the vibrations and heat that spills through open windows and doors to dance with her every sense, now alive with an electricity that sizzles as it is grounded. Her fingerprints brand his skin.

  Thirsty eyes follow a trail of sparkling colours across glistening flesh into a fire the depths of which as yet unexplored, and it sends her pulse racing, she’s obliged to find the elusive limit and he said he’d take her there.







9 comments:

  1. Ha. This is awesome. I like the way you set this in a car by adding the image; otherwise, it could all be internal and figurative.

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  2. seriously WOW and AWESOME!!! i loved reading every syllable! esp 'Her fingerprints brand his skin' is too good an imagination <3

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  3. Oh, so what I have always looked at as being scars were really brands? Whoa, I have a part of several herds, then.

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  4. I understand "elusive", and I understand "limit", but I do not understand "elusive limit" ... take me there, will u ... Love, cat.

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  5. Talk is cheap when coming from a man's mouth who's looking for touch and shimmering gazes. "Buy the ticket, then we'll get on that train sir!"

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  6. very sensual and romantic read.
    enjoyed every word.

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