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~A brief reflection~
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From: Azling
To: thevampiredagon
Subject: Re: ~A brief reflection~
Date: Tue, 22 Dec 1998 01:08:22 EST

::She lingers..... not..... in her waking moments......her eyes rouse in a hurried focus..as the night once more summons her....not only is he the first thoughts in her wake....yet he has haunted her dreams .....so realistically that she swiftly draws a deep inhale...thinking she might still catch his scent swirling about her....if only she could place touch to his presence ....as she clutches to the dreams....she rips the warm bed cover from about her....jolting upright in a heated rush.,.... her feet hit the cool floor.....she snaps one of her favorite robes up.....a long...soft...black... silky robe....the blazing red dragon embroidered on the back....reminds her of a vacation...one intended for the soul purpose of relaxation...yet turned out to be a most memorable trip filled in mystery to China Town.........in a furvored blaze she is out the bed chamber door.....wrapping the robe tightly about her ..darting down the hallway in a sharp veer around the corner....unstopping...as she sends a firm press of her bared foot to the chair in front of her desk......sending it to a circling stop ..half way across the room......she waits impatiently for the compy to connect....only mere seconds..yet in her state of anxious wonder...it seems like days...::her mumbling of impatience bounce back retortivly from the flickering screen...""come on come on...comeee onnnn ""......finally the screen simmers....as a voice she has heard many times before....yet never longed to hear so badly as she does now speaks volumes to her..in a mere three simple words...

" You've Got Mail "

...sends her heart into such a thriving flutter of violent pounds.....her breath held..as she clicks onward ......an out stretch of her foot catches the sprawled chairs arm....a bended knee pulls it back as the window begins to appear on the screen.......seeing his name...causes every muscle in her body to tense .....she crumples into the now replaced chair......almost as of she is going to partake in some sacred ritual.......her eyes sparkle brightly in such intense excitement.....his words begin to flow through her mind...and from her lips.....her hands drawn before her gaping mouth as she sits in wide eyed wonderment .......a sensation begins to rack her.....as if her dreams have daringly slammed into the conscious world........struck once again by their linked thoughts....his words spew over her...like an uncontrolled gushing downflow of searing hot lava....the muses ..melting her to her very being.......the after shocks of which shudder her body......her arms sift to a tight grasp about her....her head sinks back in rest ....the flames he brings to life in her eyes...extinguish from view as heavied lids close over them in dazed passion........the slightest whimper of moaning want quivers from her parted lips.......she succumbs totally to the wild rampaging visions of him that his words spark.......in her reeling mind......she pictures this scene he paints ...

...Ohhhhh.
..so well............not a single straying wisp of haze distorts this portrait of shaded enticement he sketches ............................. .......::snap...snap...snap....snap.....: : the bonds are locked securely........as a strong hand pulls on them to assure this fact...the willing victim locked in place...::he grins at her wickedly...brushing a finger beneath her chin and pressing a teased kiss to her lips ........ he turns from her...her eyes follow amusedly at his back as he moves away ....in measured paces.....his gaze retaking his target once more.....her eyes take hold of his....in a glittering sparkle of distraction........a sinful glance she sends him ....she attempts to seduce his concentration on purpose "Rattling his Cage"........as he can clearly see the intent in her eyes ... she strives to pose more of a challenge to him .......her eyes slip from his grasping stare.....to observe the effect she so intended....seeing the slightest vibration attune within the shining blade.....::she wonders if the palms of his hands have become clammy as he try's to hold a relaxed grip on the knife.........her eyes sweep back upon his...her grin widens ever so tauntingly........stating her readiness........as he draws his arm back...her heart takes to a racing thumper.......her body conforms in perfect stillness.... she feels the air within her lungs start to expand as she keeps her breath silent.......only a light speeded glint her eyes catch...before the whirring cut of the blade zings to a sound sink just millimeters from the inside of her left thigh.....her eyes narrow in an even deeper mode of attempted distraction....as she feels the thrill rush her.....wanting the next to be even more extreme........her stare never fleeting for a moment from his eyes.....catching another flash from her peripheral vision......this time as the whirring shine slams to a hault....so close was it to her throat ..she felt the slight breeze graze her flesh......the rush nearly over whelming her senses....as the timed exhale ebbs from her long and hard........nearily catching her breath and her now pounding heart ...in time as he rears to toss the next........only in that moment does she realize her gaze has slipped from him....retaking her eyes to him quickly......yet not before he has graced her with yet another ..stabbing thrill....this one hugging just a breath away from the curve of her right hip.......again she finds her gaze has fluttered....now knowing he has taken control over her attempts to Rattle him.......yet the tingling sensation that steals her breath...bringing every nerve in her body to vibrant life....battles with her mind to submit to him.......before she can regain her composed thoughts of tempt....another dagger plummets deeply..just a hair away from her inner right thigh...........she forces her gaze up on him....the sinking bite presses to her lips.....her eyes dare him .......finding it hard now to hold her breath...as they near the verge of pants in each passing throw........a shudder tears through her....as her dare has come back to bite her ......she watches his eyes draw to a close..as he sets up to throw the last of the blades........her eyes widen...her brow arches....her jaw slacks....a surge of pleasured terror firmly grips her.........not quite sure if he would truly do it...until the blade loosens from his grip.........a sharp gasp steals over her....her eyes holding to his closed lids....in that instant her mind counciling her body as it threatens to tremble...... as the sharp silver blade drives forcefully closer than any have yet...to the opposite side of her constricted throat......the sound releasing her tensions....a lingering whine almost the likes of an exctasied cry...befall his ears......not knowing when...nor how...she finds that her eyes are cinched tightly shut...her body near limp in the binding hold......this realization coming clear to her only as she feels a hush of deep laughter grace her lips..in a warm kiss......her eyes reel back open...to gaze into his smiling eyes......snap...snap....snap....snap...::the binds are unlatched.......sending her toward the floor.....as steady arms sweep her up from the impending tumble...

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:::a heavy knock to her front door rips her from her visions ......a shifting glare up at the clock...tells her she has once again let time slip through her fingers .........spinning from the chair....stalking toward the door........she bids the usual pleasantries to the familiar faces of friends......begging their pardon as she is not quite ready for the night.......they sift in...and take about lounging impatiently rowdy as ever.....she strides off calmly into the hallway...out of veiw...then quickness heeds in her steps as she returns to *This* her only link to * Him*.........Sweet..........you capture me...steal me....thrill me... ...enticeme.. ...excite me....enchant me.. ....impassion me.. .....enrapture me......fascinate me.......seduce me....... ......drive me ....wild..you...steady me...shake me.... .....break me .....caress me.......bleed me......feed me.......You Blow Me Away !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!...........I could go on forever you know.............

And Mmmmm ..
..::such a lingering sigh escapes her:::: how I would love to...yet time once again presses upon me..........I must take my leave...........yet know that you are with me........you cling in my thoughts more tightly than my beloved shadows.......not that I would for a mere second wish to...but at this point even if I tried to shake free of the grasp you hold on me....I would be lucky to escape with my sanity alone.....::laughs in retrospect of that statement she just made..::Sanity.......surely I can have not a hint of it left.......for I know no sane person that could fall in love with ....a perfect stranger.........Hmmmm::she muses over that phrase ....as it recalls upon her a song she use to just love...not having heard it in along time now......and she lingers on just how befitting its words are to them......and then another muse entails the same likes......she laughs again......not having realized as she found out a tad bit more about him just a few days ago.....as her thirst for knowledge of him grows...........just how very fitting the likes are.....until now........a warm smile graces her......as the melody drifts through her thoughts....::........My dearest....do please forgive my...closing pun I suppose you would call it under these circumstances....yet I can not help myself...as I find this to be above and beyond an infinitive description of where we stand at this moment in our.....once odd crossing of two paths that is rapidly forming into one....that we walk upon together..........................................

By the sweeping hand of time...and until the bell tolls on the morrow...I remain tortured in these driving thoughts of you.........perhaps..one fateful eve...I can peer into those dark eyes of yours.....and suredly place my lips to the words I seek now to convey my surreal emotions of you................my dear precious Dagon...until that day..I shall remain placidly binded in these tortures of sweet solitude that you grasp me within..................................

~Perfect Strangers~
~On the Street of Dreams~

~Azling~

 

 


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