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Unchained

Unchained

His heart would pound at the very sight of her, her smell, her essence was intoxicating… His breath would flee his lungs in rapid haste… He couldn’t help but feel this way, as life fled from him in this weakening state.

To want to own & to possess, to give to her his absolute home… So that way they could always be alone… Yet in the shadows they had to wait… In the darkness of the light of day…. It was tormenting and yet invigorating, and yet at the same time devastating…

They would dance in the pale light of the moon… They caressed one another as they fought their own will not to subdue. They now taunted and played with death. For if they gave in that is what would pass. For neither could be with out consent… Not just their own but the worlds condemning lament.

From fingertip to cheek. From embrace of hand, to that of passion… From intertwining souls to absolute devotion. It was the way of this devilish game… The way in which two lovers, forbidden, must play… They had to take each other, yet never go to far… To be consumed with lust, but never embracing into the romantic combust of absolute physical trust.

She wanted him… She wanted his very soul… She wanted to hold him, to feel him in a manner that only she could truly behold. She wanted his command, to serve at his will. To be mastered, obeyed, and to give into his desire… To be held, protected and loved.  She wanted his essence to be his forevermore…

Yet as they danced in their dark embrace… Their bodies intertwined, they found even in the darkness waiting for that light a mesmerising sublime… For every touch, every stolen kiss was forbidden, forsaken down to its bliss. Every brush of the body or sweep of their loin was wicked and could end their lives… They had done nothing wrong… They were free do as they please. Yet something lingered beyond their control in a manner in which no one could truly see. Something that would delay their destiny… Just out of sight and yet not out of mind… It haunted and tormented, it condemned them all the time. and at the same time allured….

To be as lover in court and of home… To be cast unto shadow until the morning grows. To hold one another in open at last… This was their want… Their dutiful steadfast… Yet they had to wait. They had to wait until the thirteen chimes of the shadow. They had to wait until the horn rang loud. To be forbidden to combine as one… To finally fulfil each other under the sun… To stand in union…

So here they would take each other’s hand. They would press their bodies and begin to spin. Their feet moved, intertwine, as their souls merged as one. They gazed unto each other’s eyes as they sang in a silent harmonic song. Each aspect of whom they were breathed together as one. They were right for each other and not just in duty… Rather the sight of them was absolute beauty.

They were made from the same clay, to burn in the same fire and bound to same fate… Their passion their desire was un-equate… This battle against lust, this need of physical touch… Was but one in which they had to escalate. For if they were to be together until the end of time. They would have to fight until they lost their minds… For only then Would they be unchained….

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