Illumination

He rose from the depths of her unconscious mind, like smoke drifting from the unknown, wrapping himself around and penetrating her soul. “I feel you…I feel you”, she whispered inside; as dawns early light crept in, illuminating her senses, and softly he faded as morning’s mist, just as she reached to bring him to her.

WORDS OF WHISPERS

  Soft gentle Warm velvety Kisses Brushing her cheeks Her eyelids Fingers tangling In black and silver locks Like a warm breeze From heaven her scent Laying her down Naked on the bed Hair dangling Barely touching flesh He drags it Slowly Gently Across her body She gasps Then moans Back arching Hands reaching Pulling

EVENING IN

She stood at the counter Knowing he would be home soon Humming to herself As she lovingly prepared their meal Nothing extravagant But special nonetheless An evening to be shared Food and drink Conversation Soft music Stories to be told Stories to be heard Brushing unruly hair back Pouring another glass of wine Checking the

Taste test

He kissed me Passionately Then asked me To leave Only wanted A taste Said he wasn’t Hungry © jillterry

Truth Defined

If I hadn’t Loved him So Much My loathing Wouldn’t run So Deep © jillterry

Multi-purpose

He uses them for everything They often don’t mean anything He leaves them with nothing Varying degrees of his Needs or wants Determine the depth He is forced to Or willing To go Gluttony being his Favored sin He feasts upon Their emotional Need Savoring the flavor Of collective fear Seasoned lightly With his own