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What The Henna Caused

Mark Lamete — Tue, 21 Oct 2008 02:20:04 -0000

-My gift to her.

I greeted her body with astonished eyes, the intricate designs that were now available to my touch. A soft sigh escaped my lips.

Oh, so sinful. No one deserved to look so devastatingly beautiful. But I wouldn’t mind going to hell for this…

I stood back for a moment, to gather in all of her. To see what I had on my hands. Life had never been greater than at this moment.

“Wow.” This was all I was capable of producing. Words couldn’t possibly describe what I felt at that moment, staring at what she had done for me.

A delicate blush covered her visage and I could not restrain myself. Closing the gap between us, I brought my lips to hers, sweeping her off balance and into my hold. She was mine, and mine only. No one could possibly persuade me to think otherwise.

She gently pulled her face from mine, “I love you,” she said. “More than I can say.”
I smiled. “I love you too.” I offered back, “I’ll show you just how much, Anna.”

Noting her widened eyes I set her down and my hands found their way to her bare hips. Her skin satin smooth felt like silk under my roaming fingers.

My lips found their way towards her breasts, adorned with the tattoo’s that had brought all of this on. My tongue traced its way along a rose… between the valley of her breasts. I could feel her breath beginning to hitch as my hands began to raise themselves to take the place of my lips.

I lowered myself, my lips following the path of a vine that had been printed onto her. My face going lower and lower until finally she could not contain herself any longer and let out her scream of ecstasy.

But this was only the first of many.

Could you ever?

Mark Lamete — Tue, 21 Oct 2008 01:50:23 -0000

To the one that is my sunshine and my moon during the darkest of nights. I hope my poor words measure up to some of your greatness. ;)

Could you ever?
Would you ever?
I could always
Never say never.
Would you be mine?
It can't hurt so much
Fly over the mountains
Lit by starlight, lit by starshine
Could I ever?
Would I ever?
I could always.
Shan't say never.
Will be you and I
Forever and ever
Share the dream
Light as a feather.
Could we ever?
Would we ever?
We just did
Together forever.
I could always
Be yours forever.