Melting
The world I knew turned black as coal. I floated in an island-like ecstasy, dancing on a thin line of pleasure and pain, wondering if I were to fall, would this prince of passion swallow me whole with his lust... would he capture me as he had captured my heart and captivated my body? From far away, I heard the strange cries of a woman, unfamiliar to me - an invited plea for freedom; a cry of healing, soothing an aching feminine need. Her voice comforted me, a quiet echo. As she cried out, a hard... Sign in to see full entry.