Her Pulse Leapt Out of Her Vein
Astral eagle is back to take Samantha to exotic places.
In Dubai she finds her prince again; his brown eyes are smoldering.
Samantha is in Nirvana; this world better than the other one
Nothing disturbs her; she sighs with relief.
He was waiting; she had hoped he would be.
He is not real her sister had told her, wanting to set her up.
There was nothing more real as he ran a finger down her throat.
She felt her pulse leap almost out of its vein.
Her heart was pumping double time.
He leaned in and gently touched his lips to her.
She began to writhe among her sheets.
Wanting something, yet not fully knowing what.
She was untouched. A novice to this kind of erotic play.
The eagle brought her back in the form of an alarm clock.
She woke up quickly, but disoriented.
Irritated, completely unfulfilled.
There is always tonight, the eagle whispered….
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