She got what she wanted---SEX-Finally with
him--the way she wanted it
cold hard sex--it satisfied her like a good
cigarette or a rare glass of wine....
something to recall on a boring night
another conquest!
Another man she bedded...but to him
there was no Romance...he wanted Passion
but
got a machine...a woman who kissed without
feeling. She was like a throughbred going
for the finish line...And while she looked
forward to the same time
same place ...a week later...he had already died
on the inside
his heart shattered under her high heels
his soul drifting a million miles away
from her voice......
Passion his perception. His soul drifting.
Well written.
Lady Mary Ann
Peace, love and light,
Amber
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