Thought he could ran away from this feeling. Thought that he was protected from the emotion.
But alas. Falling is so easy after
such a gallant fight. But behold, the man has been caught up in a certain adoration loop. The damsel stole his heart and ran away with it to distant leas. He sees his story in her eyes. So candid and so clear that it startles his spirit. It is a moment no man can deny.
Both want and need ran amok in his weak heart. Wanton desires claims the dark night. Dark longings smoulders at the altar of unbriddled romance.
She wants. He’s afraid of her power. He wants too but cowardice steals his chance while his own hunger propels him to scour for stolen moments.
She’s ready to bow and offer all and be bestowed with seeds of life in an eternal dance of life. It is her moment and he can’t demur anymore. He has to claim the crown and glory shall be celebrated in a night of a thousand candles. Ease down onto my loving lair my king, she coos while holding his essence in a delicate care. Her bosom welcomes his fiery and wanton need. She whispers songs of triumph into his silly ears and the ultimate promise is consumated.
There will be no denial…
© Copyright Ayoub Mzee 2012