the kiss Date Thursday, April 25, 2024 - 01:36 AM PST Topic Experiences I lifted a finger and ran it across the keys of the mindless piano. Turning towards the balcony I thought about what it would be like to jump off and hit the floor of the sands below. I often fantasized about death and the repercussions that would follow. What a rivalry it would be to have some torrid being find your suicidal remains covered in a pool of blood. It really makes me think about how useful we really are in this embodiment always seeking but never found. A beauty lies within the darkness that many forsake as a persona gone awry or destruction that we are all doomed to. As I stand and face the hall light a single tear falls and I wipe it away before facing them all again. Marisol approaches me with a look on her face that I would define as a mixture of concern and lust. The faint shimmer of cold across her face made her look like a child about to release excitement by way of screaming. The thought made me smile and wonder if she had been up to something else perhaps with some one else. She took my hand and placed it around her curvy waist as the skin beneath my hand began to radiate heat. I looked into her aqua eyes and saw the intent and brought the nape of her neck to my lips. A resonating formed and floated about my ears. The skin beneath me tasted like roses smell crisp, soft and sweet. She pulled my face to her own and joined us together in a kiss. It felt like rain and tasted like rum as she mashed my hips into her own. I entangled my hands into her waist length brunette hair deepening the kiss. She seemed to be releasing me of this remorse yet I still felt grounded to this place. Finally I broke the kiss’s intensity to look into her eyes as they opened to greet me. This article comes from Shmeng http://www.shmeng.com/ The URL for this story is: http://www.shmeng.com/modules.php?op=modload&name=News&file=article&sid=758