Of love

Time stood still. It wrapped them up in a gossamer wings. And carried them off into uncharted territory.
Each kiss was sweeter than the first. Each bite more intense than the last. His hands owned her flesh just as his heart owned her heart. He swore to her he had never kissed so much in his life. She giggled and warned him that he had no idea what real kissing was like. And that this was only the beginning.
He laughed at her words as if they were a challenge and kissed her again, hard and devouring.
That kiss melted her into a puddle of willing submission. She was truly his to do with as his desired.
Day became night and then day again. They never left each others side. Bound up in sheets their tangled bodies enter twined in gentle love making. Hertouch body marked by him. Kisses and bites searing him ever deeper into her flesh and her heart. This was a magical kind of love. One that songs and poetry was written about. One that kings and maidens lived in. Not mere mortal man. The gods of mount Olympus were envious of this deep and glorious union. For never before had two flesh become more ONE.



  1. June 25, 2013 at 2:58 pm

    Only to realize he was here inside of me all along. I felt his ache in my heart doubling over with a simple longing, perhaps I just craved him like no other.

    • loneyheart said,

      June 25, 2013 at 3:01 pm

      this is not a mere craving. This goes to the very core of my being. I have finally felt what real love is. It is more than a want or a desire. It is the need to be his at all cost. I would sell my very soul to Satan himself if it meant his happiness for even one breath.

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