…but I turned it off….

                He came to me, my amazing betrothed. We came together in the soft light drifting through the bedroom window. Slowly, we melded; slowly, we explored, coming to lie on the comforter’s pillow-y cushion.

                He moved above me, I lost myself in response to his kiss, his touch, my eyes closed, simply sensating.

 I opened my eyes to seek his, looking for the gentleness of soul that affirmed our love, touching my being… …his eyes were shut, pulled into tension through passion…self-absorbed, unaware of my need for connection.

 I lost passion, screaming with spiritual need…but (to finish) I turned it off.


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