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Salt Of Life..

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A day of contemplating, she pulled the covers over her head as the sun started its rise..she wasn’t ready to face the day at 4:30 A.M., she had dreamed and tossed and turned and sat up and smoked at least three cigarettes during the night. Her mind wouldn’t quiet, her thoughts kept shaking her awake and a few times had brought her to tears. Her pillow was still damp and she laid there bare letting the fan blow across her skin. Her fingertips running through her hair to pull it up into a knot, her skin felt cool now and she closed her eyes. The birds started their morning ritual of singing, the song made her sleepy and she slipped quietly back to her dreams. 

She startled when she heard the knock at her door. Her heart raced and she grabbed for her robe. She walked over the soft carpet and listened, she knew before she opened it, that it was her. She gently turned the knob and peeked through the slit, she stood there with a smile on her face, and she pulled the door open.

The moment they touched, they melted into one another. The hours of waiting were over, there was no kindling the fire, it blazed. Their lips met in passion, deeper and deeper until their kiss became spirit into spirit. She reached her arms up and around that strong sensual neck and was lifted with ease and carried back to the pillow she had cried on the night before. Her hands tugged at the robe and her body rose up to her lover. She pulled at her shirt, she wanted to feel their skin touch, the muscles of her arms, the taste of her body. She bit into her neck, twirling her tongue in circles, tasting the salt of her life. She drank in the memories of them, the love they had fought so hard to save, was safe. She moved down her breastbone, she wanted to kiss every part of her warm skin. She looked up and met her eyes, so much depth that she found herself lost in them. She whispered, ” I love you” as she made her lift to her. She felt her quiver as her lips played lightly, coaxing and teasing her to submit to her. She stroked her legs and tenderly opened them as she climbed down her thighs, the ache for her made her want the silk on her tongue…she savored her sensuality, her groans for more, the final surrender.

Her arms reached down to pull her to her. She met her mouth and came over her. She cupped her breasts and pushed her way into her body, skin to skin, they met. Her soul fought for breath, her body molded up against her, her arms locked and their hands entwined, she could feel their hearts beating against each other..she closed her eyes and they became one…her love was home..


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