Monday, August 02, 2010


The sun glinted off the steel - drawing my attention to the small blade almost hidden in the big strong hand.

My imagination felt it tracing patterns down my body, my heart pounded.. my breath caught in my throat.

The sun stopped glinting.. the blade disappeared

And the daydream spiraled upwards to the blue sky like a puff of smoke leaving me with a deep ache and desire

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