dont remember
2009-01-29 | 4:58 p.m.
everything i know tells me to forget your face. oh but then i recall that mouth. flawless and inviting. so persistent in its shyness. so bold in its unquestionable adeptness. proficient in the destruction of my resistance. can i forget? forget those lips that moved so slowly over my skin- soft, sweet heated breath setting fire. a call! not to arms, but to capitulate. forget those eyes that cast such a compelling embrace that i must summon the strength to look away? or how i felt so exposed the first time i was held captive by that gaze. even still, i flush whenever i think i see even the smallest spark of desire within those fiery eyes. did you mean to beguile me? non. j'oublierai. i will forget your face. but then... what about those hands... how instinctively i yield under those deliberate finger tips. they kindle a glowing impulse to submit under their warmth. sweet unforced surrender. white flags, weak knees. mais non! j'oublierai. i will forget your hands. i must forget how you brought me to life. because living is much more painful then i remembered it to be. so now... j'oublierai.
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