fdelano Posted April 22, 2011 Share Posted April 22, 2011 (edited) Phantasm He whirls toward the touch of her hand and, then sits frozen, gaping at the completely naked woman. Her pale skin glows in the room's dimness, short, almost white hair like high, wind-blown cirrus above the startling green of her eyes. Unable to speak, he stands to reach and touch her cheek, a time lapse of years and a limitless distance of two feet. She grasps his hand with both of hers and presses its cup to her mouth.. She floats across infinite space to bury her face in his chest. He finally finds his voice through her fragrant mass of her hair. "How can this be? How can you be here, now? Oh my God, you feel good." She stands on toes to pull his head forward, finding his mouth with her own. So achingly frustrating is the slowness of his movements, trying to hold every part of her in his hands and against his body. He finds it perfectly logical that his clothes have also vanished. Their bodies join in delicious agony. As one, they spin in place, memories and feelings swirling about and through them, caught midair in time and the dream as the years fall away to this physical time of an ethereal moment. Their sudden merging lasts forever and ends in a second. Equally stunned with an erupting climax of shared emotions, they slowly part, each staring at the other. Edited April 22, 2011 by fdelano Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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