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As she was his forbidden fruit, so too was he for her. Shackled by circumstance, they're passion was embedded in lost hopes. With every passing day, a desire to forget engulfed the two. Yet still the seed pitted deep in the center of their life bringing essences called and pulled at them. One wanting the other, and the other needing a windows breeze to quench the flavorful wetness that left sheets stained. When the other closed an eye, there the other stood. The two had an unmistakable appetite for each other. She found herself adrift in his fine, smooth, chiseled dark skin. She couldn't escape the thought of him standing in the frame of her door nude. Fresh from the steam filled bath, his towel had fallen and he was in no hurry to recover it... And he found himself looking into her eyes with a passion neither of them were ready for. Life fully rushed through his body and provided the appropriate tool that was needed for these types of situations... She found herself drowning with the need to taste the passion of the fruit that he ever so gently offered her... He didn't rush in, but rather touched every inch of her, without making contact. His lips carefully kissed the perfect imperfection on her face. He slowly embraced her and whispered words that not even I as the writer of this could recapture... In disbelief that he'd noticed her fully, she freed her thoughts, mind body and spirit and the two became one... Wanna know more?

RED

Her smile caught me off guard and made way to break free the chains that kept me bound. With locked lips I couldn’t express what my mind was potently telling me. I couldn’t tell her about the marvelous gift she bestowed unto me (which was still left wrapped). I wanted to whisper, shout, express, heck I don’t know. I’d seen her pass my window for quite some time, but that day…that day was just different. Let me paint the beautiful Picasso whom walked pass me with a smile that carries my freedom. 8:13am I’m sitting in my office. My hands are folded behind my head and my feet are kicked up on my desk. V103 is playing on my office radio. Chris Brown “No BS” (clean version of course) is playing and I’m bobbing my head, dancing in my chair. Chris sings the part that says, ooohhhhhh…just as she walks past my office windows. I swear it was the slowest walk a person could’ve walked past someone’s office. Black boots with those long heels, red dress, black shoulder length hair, slight rouge brushed on her cheeks and no purse. Just all WOMAN! She stepped to Chris’ rhythmatic beat as if she was rocking to the song too. I suffered inside to catch my breath, as she was absolutely stealing my air and causing my heart to sputter. By the time she’d made it to the door, tiny beads of perspiration ran from my hairline. She slowly (at least in my head) slid her right hand up the frame of the door until it came to rest, outstretched over her head. Her left hand perched on her hip. Her left foot pointed downward. There she stood…I can’t paint, but she was a priceless work of art. “David, did you hear me! David?” “Oh I’m sorry Red…I mean Hope” Perhaps, she noticed the lost glare I’d found myself lost in as she walked. Perhaps she felt my thoughts. Perhaps she noticed she had me entranced in her gaze. Perhaps she realized the song playing was my desire with her. Shoot, I don’t know! Perhaps she consummated that I’d unraveled every inch of her. Maybe she perceived I needed her key to free me. Whatever it was, she obliged all 1,375,671 thoughts I let escape me. She smile…stepped into my office…reached back and pulled the door shut. Then turned to close each blind that hung from my windows. I was lost, but knew exactly where I was (and I’m not talking about the office). Instantly, my body grew with every beat of my heart. My senses were heightened and I could feel her before she turned back around to face me. I’d watched her take a hold of the rod to close each blind and my mind wondered. My eyes followed every inch of this spectacular vision of something beyond beautiful. Her hair graced the mid of her back, and her back flowed ever so nicely downward. The dip of her back seemingly transformed into this nice, round, wondrous mound that made my mouth drop! A slight slit gave way to the curvature of her fabulous legs. This woman had it! She had it all! Shoot, she had me! She turned and said, “David… you like what you see?” You wanna hear more?