Virgo. Woman.

A warm spring night brought out young spirits to dance in the shadows. Across the lot our eyes met briefly not knowing that moment would affect how life flowed. Winds of change caused a split in the get to know me, but you were already in my system unknowingly. I searched in vain in the dark room pulled by a magnetic need to see you stand near you feel your skin against my heat. Consumed by curiosity…

Dark figures from the past creep. Plots to keep the soul they seek. High temperatures of passion blind– you’ve become a part of I. Life moved as the world spun circles of time giving what was lost in the beginning a chance…

You see

The aura of your being whispers from inside, spilling from your pores, soothing broken cries. Lust, infatuation, the urge seems it necessary to let myself need you. Be engulfed by the smokiness that is everything about you. Riding high on your waves of intellect, crashing hard, soaking skin every time we connect….