Thursday, January 6, 2011
Cold Love
Kelly let the sweet tasting drops flow slowly past her lips and into her mouth. Her heart pounded as she let the small droplets pool in her mouth before swallowing the cool liquid.
Her lips were numb from the coldness of the ice but she wouldn’t stop…couldn’t stop rubbing the last bits of tiny frost across them.
She could feel the chill of the fluid run through her, merging with her, refreshing her soul. Her body tingled, her toes curled, a small moan escaped her lips.
She knew she should stop, it was just a game, she was only to tease him, then change him back; she could hear him crying, pleading for her to halt, but she couldn’t, she needed him, all of him, inside of her.
He tried to get her to quit, he yelled, begging her to remember their love, the love they shared, the undying trust between them, but it was no use; he felt a darkness coming over him, as his soul blended with hers.
It was over, tears ran down her face, he was gone, now only a memory, her heart was breaking, she shouted his name.
Her body shivered at the sound of his name, she called out again, and trembled as the sensation assaulted her again; she smiled, he wasn’t gone, he was there, a part of her now, forever flowing through her.
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