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I once caught a clear glimpse of her, when she smiled to me, in the train station, not knowing what to think, speaking to the cellphone and looking at me at the same time, trying to stay calm, yet couldn't. How regal she looked with the smile on her face... My next glimpse of her was in bed, at night, when she could not endure the thought of being held by her hands as she was, yet, with a once dominant instinct, loving the way she was seduced. It struck me how dreadfully vulnerable she seemed, being a girl and yet in some obscure way a mature woman. But the angel was released and forgiven and returning to her Eden she was no more able to withstand eternity without the one she loved. So she rose from her wooden chair and enchanted the mortal, seeking him, loving him, bringing him to her. He arrived at Heaven's doors and gracefully entered the gate. Only a few paces from the beauty he draw her closer, teasing her, kissing her ... making her feel so excited and tantalized.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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