Reclaiming Love Through Recaptured Moments

*** Because I can't live without you. ***

A soft breathe behind her ear.
His cool hand trails up her leg,
caresses smooth skin with calloused hands
Over the curve of a hip, halting, possessing for a moment.
Heat permeating and spreading between
bodies that know each other on instinct.
His large, reassuring hand continues its
sensory exploration
Moving past the soft curves of hip, waist,
To a firm breast.
Catching the underside of the globe in his hand,
he holds the treasure for a moment
Solid flesh, satiny soft and perfectly formed.
A quick thumb brushes over her sunken nipple,
bringing it to immediate life.

*** You know it can't be casual between you and me. I can't do that. ***

She leans closer to her love,
strands of long, silken hair caressing his firm chest.
A soft breath escapes from between swollen lips.
A sigh, a moan, an utterance of love and pleasure;
Names float from tangled lips in an exchange
of heightened awareness.
A curtain shifts in the next room, subtly
encouraging such passion.
The early morning tremors of nature rustle though the languid air.

*** ...I don't know what love is any more...but the only part of me that's not dead is you. ***

She captures his exploring hand, pressing butterfly kisses
into the tender flesh of the palm.
The buds of her tongue gifted with a sweet and salty flavor,
- the essence of him -
Intertwined with the taste of her flesh.

*** I never expected your support. But I do expect your love ***

He tilts closer, inhaling deeply -
Perfume and Sweat
Sex and Desire
Radiate from her body,
filling their surroundings with scents more erotic than any created concoction.
Lemongrass and lavender linger in the air, sweetening the musky scent of passion.
Shifting, moaning, she rolls to face her love,
burying her nose in the crook of his neck.
Drawing in an essence almost like her own -
they have become that close.

*** It wasn't all a lie ***

Raising her head with his free hand
Her love brings emotion-filled eyes in contact with his own.
Color meeting color -
Love and passion, lustful desire transforming
shades of blue and green to unimaginable hues, deep and vibrant
So dark - drowning seems completely possible
Eyes meet, stroke body and soul in a movement of unity and love

*** Michael, I love you. ***

He sees absolution...

She sees affirmation...

The world enveloping them knows the truth - reclamation of love.

*** We will be together somehow. I'll make it happen.... ***

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