snowboardbunny
12-11-2007, 07:19 PM
It happened in a bookstore on the west end of town. I was alone. I was sitting in the coffee area drinking a spiced Latte...one of my favs! Just kickin back, relaxing and enjoying people watching. Unsuspecting and unintentionally I found something that I wasn't looking for. I found someone. No, he found me. He walked into the bookstore and everyones eyes were on him. How couldn't they be? He had long dark hair and green eyes like emeralds of the deep. Eyes like the ocean.
He wore a long, black trench coat. Gothic. Leather boots.
I looked but didn't stare. I knew it did no use to stare. I was a taken woman. Married and bound for eternity to my Love. So I moved my eyes to the magazines. Nothing interesting going on down that aisle. Without resisting, I turned my eyes up out of simple curiosity at the intriging stranger who brisked the floor. His eyes were locked on me. Something seemed so familiar about him. Like I had known him before. Mystery enveloped his stare. I looked down in my shame. How could I look at such beauty. I am sure he is taken and wasn't I already? I left the store.
It happened in the mall. I was alone again. Looking at cds in a music store, my eyes turned up and there he was. Staring right at me from across the room. Was this a dream? He looked at me with longing, and I looked back with longing. Was I giving myself over to this? What was this desire welling up inside of me? I left the store.
It happened on the dance floor. I was alone. Where was my lover? I don't even remember where he was or how I had gotten to the night club. Music was vibrating through my entire being. My body started to move to the beat. I felt. I felt. I longed. I desired and wanted. Hips swaying to the music. It felt good. Someone was dancing behind me. Wrapped their arms around me. Strong, yet gentle. I could feel their breath on my neck. I wanted to turn around. I wanted to run. I wanted to stay. I knew it was him behind me. The room was crowded. But it was as if it were only he and I. Time stopped. His body and mine moved in perfect harmony. Erotic. I left the night club.
I arrived at my house. Knocked on the door.....nobody answered. Where had my Lover gone? As I was turning the key to allow myself in, I sensed his presence behind me. My heart thumped. The desired welled. Without looking back, I told him to follow me into the house. I walked in. He followed. He grabbed me, swung me around. I was face to face with the most incredible, mysterious beauitiful man I had ever layed eyes on. "Oh gosh, I shouldn't be doing this, I am already taken."
"Shhhhhhhhhhh." He said as he carressed my hair and cheek. "Youve given me your heart, I am here to take it."
Oh how I wanted to give it to him. I hoped and desired that he would give me what my heart longed for. The passion, the love. We danced, in my living room. He held my hands.....carressed my arms. embraced my face. Ran his hand up my back. I shivered with unconrollable desire. He took his hand and grasped my neck lightly. i tilted. I said, "take me."
He slowly sunk his teeth into my neck. There was pain and enjoyment in the sting. Blood dripped down my neck. Life drained out of my heart and onto the floor. I felt my head lightly floating away. My body drained of life. He gently pushed me to the floor and layed me down on the rug. He drew away as he carressed my cheek one last time. I was dead.
I am not sure how long i lay there. I was a useless body rotting away on that floor.
I could feel life coming through my hand as someone was turning the ring on my finger with his finger. His hand drew up my arm as life did. Then feeling swept up to my head and shot down to my toes. I was alive again! As I opened my eyes, there sat my Lover. Tears streamed down his cheeks and dripped on the floor. Tears of blood. I said, "what happened?" He said, "You called for me and I came back." you were dead my dove." As I rose to my feet, fully restored, I embraced my lover. "Where did you go," I cried. "I never left you, my darling gazelle, you left me." Then I realized the horror of what I had done. But what was He still doing here? How did He bring me back to life? He knew my thoughts and replied," Years ago before we ever met, I knew you and that you would betray me. Yet, when you made the choice to accept me as your lover , I made the commitment to love you forever. That Guy back there, he doesn’t love you. He only wanted to such life from you because He himself is already dead. He doesn’t care about you. I replied,”But he is sooo beautiful and I felt like it was good and right.” My lover tilted His head and a tear fell once more.
This story is a parable....So, who was that guy? Who is my lover? Respond to this story with your answers. I will let you know if you guessed right.
He wore a long, black trench coat. Gothic. Leather boots.
I looked but didn't stare. I knew it did no use to stare. I was a taken woman. Married and bound for eternity to my Love. So I moved my eyes to the magazines. Nothing interesting going on down that aisle. Without resisting, I turned my eyes up out of simple curiosity at the intriging stranger who brisked the floor. His eyes were locked on me. Something seemed so familiar about him. Like I had known him before. Mystery enveloped his stare. I looked down in my shame. How could I look at such beauty. I am sure he is taken and wasn't I already? I left the store.
It happened in the mall. I was alone again. Looking at cds in a music store, my eyes turned up and there he was. Staring right at me from across the room. Was this a dream? He looked at me with longing, and I looked back with longing. Was I giving myself over to this? What was this desire welling up inside of me? I left the store.
It happened on the dance floor. I was alone. Where was my lover? I don't even remember where he was or how I had gotten to the night club. Music was vibrating through my entire being. My body started to move to the beat. I felt. I felt. I longed. I desired and wanted. Hips swaying to the music. It felt good. Someone was dancing behind me. Wrapped their arms around me. Strong, yet gentle. I could feel their breath on my neck. I wanted to turn around. I wanted to run. I wanted to stay. I knew it was him behind me. The room was crowded. But it was as if it were only he and I. Time stopped. His body and mine moved in perfect harmony. Erotic. I left the night club.
I arrived at my house. Knocked on the door.....nobody answered. Where had my Lover gone? As I was turning the key to allow myself in, I sensed his presence behind me. My heart thumped. The desired welled. Without looking back, I told him to follow me into the house. I walked in. He followed. He grabbed me, swung me around. I was face to face with the most incredible, mysterious beauitiful man I had ever layed eyes on. "Oh gosh, I shouldn't be doing this, I am already taken."
"Shhhhhhhhhhh." He said as he carressed my hair and cheek. "Youve given me your heart, I am here to take it."
Oh how I wanted to give it to him. I hoped and desired that he would give me what my heart longed for. The passion, the love. We danced, in my living room. He held my hands.....carressed my arms. embraced my face. Ran his hand up my back. I shivered with unconrollable desire. He took his hand and grasped my neck lightly. i tilted. I said, "take me."
He slowly sunk his teeth into my neck. There was pain and enjoyment in the sting. Blood dripped down my neck. Life drained out of my heart and onto the floor. I felt my head lightly floating away. My body drained of life. He gently pushed me to the floor and layed me down on the rug. He drew away as he carressed my cheek one last time. I was dead.
I am not sure how long i lay there. I was a useless body rotting away on that floor.
I could feel life coming through my hand as someone was turning the ring on my finger with his finger. His hand drew up my arm as life did. Then feeling swept up to my head and shot down to my toes. I was alive again! As I opened my eyes, there sat my Lover. Tears streamed down his cheeks and dripped on the floor. Tears of blood. I said, "what happened?" He said, "You called for me and I came back." you were dead my dove." As I rose to my feet, fully restored, I embraced my lover. "Where did you go," I cried. "I never left you, my darling gazelle, you left me." Then I realized the horror of what I had done. But what was He still doing here? How did He bring me back to life? He knew my thoughts and replied," Years ago before we ever met, I knew you and that you would betray me. Yet, when you made the choice to accept me as your lover , I made the commitment to love you forever. That Guy back there, he doesn’t love you. He only wanted to such life from you because He himself is already dead. He doesn’t care about you. I replied,”But he is sooo beautiful and I felt like it was good and right.” My lover tilted His head and a tear fell once more.
This story is a parable....So, who was that guy? Who is my lover? Respond to this story with your answers. I will let you know if you guessed right.