Euphoric Torment by Ronni |
PREFACE *********** There are two dynamic occurrences one cannot debate away or alter its course. Chance or destiny. Two mystical and mysterious events that may be as real as unreal. As lucidly vivid as it is illusionary. Neither merely a dream nor unreality. A time lapse between now or sometime, where the senses are beguiled and bewildered beyond proportions of control or awareness. ******** "So, where are you dear Lord of Ecstasy? Where have you gone, and what now shall become of me? You, who tempted me into your court of Romance, Fantasy and Wanderlust? Summoned to you from my hearts irrepressible yearnings. Smitten by your delicate yet inescapeable touch, like a feather gliding on the senses prodding out sensual sensations. Thereafter, so assured I cannot stay away, and truly I could not. Rapturously captivated, surrounded by persistent whispers between the molten desires you wish to commend as yours and yours alone. Gentle Caresses that sink in through your beckoning eyes. daring me in closer and closer. Tormenting embraces that pulsates the heart to sheer dizziness. My feet turn to clay, I cannot speak nor move, though I know I should flee away. No, I cannot flee, but perhaps I can just pause and catch my breath. Just linger, and not resist, just pause, pause and perhaps you, as eerily as and mysteriously as you came, I will suddenly open my eyes, and you will have fled away. So I wish.. so I wish it will be. Can you hear my silent tormenting pleas my Lord of Ecstasy? Have you no mercy or must conquest your only choice be? Where is this place I am in? Is this your secret Castle or verboten love sanctuary? 'Tis so quiet so deathly quiet here. All I hear is the thumping of your ascending heartbeat and sighs of passions that has me slipping from gravity, yet a relentless, tremulous euphoria I am as helpless as if drunk with some exotic potion, unmoveable, stranded in an uncontested lovers prison. A love slave, so dazzeled and bedeviled in pleasures unsought, yet too delirious to deter away. Oh, what insipid nectars have I kissed from your lips that I linger still in abandon and supplication to your wishes and desire? My Lord , when, where, how shall I ever from you be free? Where can I now go or do that you won't be a phantom shadow forever pursuing, yearning for me, even if per chance I ever found a way to flee? Are you really real, or just an irrepressible fantasy that has enveloped me? Could I ever forget you, or all these raptured wanderlusts you have prevailed upon me? Would I even ever want to or need to? Epilogue ******************** Chance comes unbidden, its flight and beckon only opens for mere moments, not always can choices be made before that opening closes. Deistiny hovers... amidst time and space, and finds or favors those sentient souls or lovers that neither doubt it nor try to create their own before due time.
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