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love story with dragons
there is a mighty river that has no bridge. & beyond that,
a sea full of islands with exotic names like Maarten, Kitts,
Barbuda, Antigua. somewhere in the vastness of these
islands, a woman composes lovesongs & commends them
to the air where there was none. her poems are edicts
designed to battle the dragons of her past, hoping they’ll
be consumed by their own fire.
on the other side of the river is a wandering minstrel, a
wayward knight in armor made of denim. he’s captured by
the mythic beauty of her verses, which compels him to bind
himself to her. & he has the audacity to call it love.
he wonders about her dragons, how they compare to his:
winged serpents made of sorrow & lost dreams. but the
biggest dragon is named loneliness.
being a needful & lonely chevalier, he considers his own
corruption – how honorable is a knight who makes love to
her, & her, & her?
a man is made of flesh, & women too. he hears the sexual call
of a desirable woman whose yearning is the same as his, & he
goes willingly. the fever of their embrace is unyielding; the intensity
ascends like roaring flames as they explore their blending nakedness
with the thrill of hands & mouths. he roams the desert of her body &
finds each oasis marked with an invisible X, & she in her hunger
discovers & violates the hot-spots on him.
he locks himself into the quintessent chamber of her, & she wraps
him in the velvet-covered strength of her arms & legs. they ride hard on
a carnal trip that carries them to a peak that doesn’t need fancy poetical
words – it’s the cumshot that lovers know!
later, he’s back on the banks of that bridgeless river. he thinks about
the Antilles woman who armors his heart with her affection, bares herself
to him in her poems, & he wonders if love is mighty enough to slay dragons…
Published 16th Jul 2015
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16th Jul 2015 7:26am
John in love with this ink.. here's to hoping love can slay any dragon with love Crim
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16th Jul 2015 6:57pm
A knight who sticks around for the cumshot is a hard act to follow. The dragons don't stand a chance.
16th Jul 2015 7:01pm
"a mighty river that has no bridge."
~you even start with *bang!
"a wayward knight in armor made of denim."
~effective realism, honest capture.
"he roams the desert of her body &
finds each oasis marked with an invisible X"
~yes you do... know how to work this w(r)ite.
most excellent ..and ever in curtsy to ur brain sirJ ;)
~d
~you even start with *bang!
"a wayward knight in armor made of denim."
~effective realism, honest capture.
"he roams the desert of her body &
finds each oasis marked with an invisible X"
~yes you do... know how to work this w(r)ite.
most excellent ..and ever in curtsy to ur brain sirJ ;)
~d
16th Jul 2015 7:29pm
17th Jul 2015 5:44pm
This is wonderfully touching John ... I love the way you've woven dragons and the islands together; that's not an association most could do well.
17th Jul 2015 7:30pm
"he’s captured by
the mythic beauty of her verses, which compels him to bind
himself to her. & he has the audacity to call it love."
Simply cannot get over these lines! Very very great write and touching read. Well done, John!
the mythic beauty of her verses, which compels him to bind
himself to her. & he has the audacity to call it love."
Simply cannot get over these lines! Very very great write and touching read. Well done, John!
You love melting hearts, don't you? I truly appreciate your giving & taking, another piercing piece my Knight.
Hmm, yet I wonder if anything slays them.. just wish they would stay far away from me..
But it's not possible is it? Or is it?
We will find out sooner or later.. if each of us posseses enough love, strength & maturity.. to bear days & nights while in
our nude attires.. Again nothing of perfection exist but if fairly close, in
finding what works and what doesn't.
Patience & deep wells.
This made my pulse rapid & my swallows
difficult but sweet. So many ponders
stumbling but gathering the same.
Beautiful endowment. Bowing my Cherished
Hmm, yet I wonder if anything slays them.. just wish they would stay far away from me..
But it's not possible is it? Or is it?
We will find out sooner or later.. if each of us posseses enough love, strength & maturity.. to bear days & nights while in
our nude attires.. Again nothing of perfection exist but if fairly close, in
finding what works and what doesn't.
Patience & deep wells.
This made my pulse rapid & my swallows
difficult but sweet. So many ponders
stumbling but gathering the same.
Beautiful endowment. Bowing my Cherished
18th Jul 2015 8:32am
19th Jul 2015 6:57am
JohnFeddeler, luv ~ :-*
I can see I've been missing some stunning writing by you. I've always rather fancied dragons, luv, but these are definitely not the kind I've always thought the stuff of wonder and entrancement. ;-p
Methinks if any woman can withstand and slay that knight's dragons, the woman of whom he dreams is that one. And, mayhap, he in turn can, for her, do the same... :-*
She is a most remarkable woman, luv.
I can see I've been missing some stunning writing by you. I've always rather fancied dragons, luv, but these are definitely not the kind I've always thought the stuff of wonder and entrancement. ;-p
Methinks if any woman can withstand and slay that knight's dragons, the woman of whom he dreams is that one. And, mayhap, he in turn can, for her, do the same... :-*
She is a most remarkable woman, luv.
