A Dream
It was an isolated dream to have an ever adoring boy friend. I spoke profusely and eloquently to all my known and far-flung acquaintances. Whether it was luck or something else, not one of them could gratify my eternal pursuit for perpetual love. While casually walking with my parents at the sea shore, I saw you aimlessly sitting all alone on the top of a rock that peaked into the deep ocean. Feeling naughty, I threw a stone into the fuming water, which ruthlessly splashed on you, wetting you entirely and making you slightly irritated. Conniving, I smiled at you and you heatedly retreated like a tamed snake in snake charmers round basket. Whether by fate or not, again we met in the crowded mall while I was shopping for my favorite beverages. We talked a lot while shopping and I learned you were new to being with a woman. It was something that I loved to hear from a man. Your invitation came unexpectedly while sitting in my lawn. I decided to attend your party. I felt time was creeping and the gala night rose to its peak while your hands slowly touched my shoulder, a form of flirting. We retreated to a lovely room that filled with the colors of dusk, and then you stripped me of my clothes while you kissed on my neck. That excited me. Then a gale in me erupted, waking up every hurricane of pleasure. I grabbed you. You celebrated for the first time the elation of ravenous pleasure. Then you ruminated fully and retreated like a tornado.
Come again, there is still time and space in the world of lust.
Brandi xoxo 250 371 0947
