Thursday, October 23, 2008
Imagine...
Oh my Sweet! Images of you on screen bring out the Devil in me. You touch the depths of my soul where nobody has ventured, I simmer in your passion, stirred beyond speech. I am captivated as I drink from your poetry, letting the flavor drip down unto my lips. As fine wine, my palette is wanton of your fragrance turned to liquid, saturate me in your stream, bathe me in the rivers of your love.
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The Devil, you say? Hmmm,... then you need something to tame that bite of yours. ;)
My darling Stefan,
There is a sweetness in your love--in the heat of it. And within the darkened room, my body bends to fit the form (... it is all I can do beneath your beauty). Within the night air, the heart takes in this confection and smooths it softly against its fragile chamber, to calm the storms that you bring with each touch.
And, in this heart, sensuality is sublime; a sequence of kisses, stilled only by the sensation of your lips on mine. (Take me down deeper than this.)
Oh, my love, on the perimeter, your eyes softly reflect all that is within. But inside, the passion thunders--I have felt it when you press against me, where my chest aches in expectation, where nothing or no one could ever compare, ... where adoration trembles softy--just enough to be heard.
You are all I will ever need. I so love you, Stefan.
Your wife, lover, confidant, and best friend,
Cher
I am so loving you, baby! Hurry home, we've so many things to catch up on. ;)
xoxoxoxxoxo
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