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Destiny’s Gamble
BOLSHOI THEATRE
Moscow, Russian Federation
POST GATHERING MEET AND GREET
Shaylynn placed the last two-carat diamond hairpin in her French Coiffure; she pushed the two tendrils hanging over her shoulder blades to the back. She stood back and flatted the front of her lace form-fitting strapless black gown to her abdomen. The silhouette of two breast nipples was a treat to eyes of the beholder. She adjusted the five-carat emerald drop necklace, someone left in her dressing room. She looked down at the metallic stilettos' sandals on her feet to the sterling silver anklet draped round her ankle, up to the long slit to both sides of her toned thighs.
Natasha knocked on the door to Shaylynn’s private dressing room.
“Come in.”
Natasha twisted the doorknob and entered Shaylynn’s dressing room. She closed the door.
“Wow you look gorgeous, black is defiantly your color; you look bewitching and ready for anything this evening.”
“Talk about me looking gorgeous, you are sure to get a higher bid than me,” Shaylynn stated.
“That is a nice piece of ice around your neck.”
“Believe it or not, someone left it in my dressing room for me.”
“Sounds to me like you’re going to have to pay that piper this evening.”
“Kincaid would not know what hit him.”
Both women laughed.
“I really despise this part of the evening. I feel like a piece of meat going to the highest bidder.”
“Natasha, technically, we are, and remember, it’s for a good cause.”
“Then why isn’t Miss. Ptrovo participating.”
“Hum, that’s a good question.”
“At least this year the men look approachable than they did last year. Oh, I forgot to tell you, Mr. Kincaid’s presence will be excluded during the bidding ceremony.”
“Excuse me.”
“In addition, meet and greet is not for boyfriends, spouses, or girlfriends…I’m sure you get the point, and the meet and greet Ballroom space is reserved for potential bidders, which you had to have registered in advance for security purposes.”
“Shit.”
She hoped Kincaid knew this.
“Trust me, you’re in good hands; Miss. Ptrovo does not spare any expenses on top- notch security reinforcements.”“Why wasn’t I properly informed of this fucking arrangement!”
GRAND FOYER
“Mr. Kincaid, my men were so busy taking care of the security for your fiancée, I believe the oversight slipped our minds.”
“Geoffrey, are there any of my personal bodyguards in that Ballroom.”
“I apologize sir, but no.”
“Fuck!”
Kincaid looked at the back of Matao’s head, and his men following him into the Grand Ballroom.
“Don’t worry Mr. Kincaid, no one will exit this foyer with your fiancée.”
“If my fiancée get caught up in any shit tonight, there will be hell to pay, and then you all will be fucking unemployed.”
Kincaid stormed over to the Ballroom door. He looked inside. He did not see Shaylynn anywhere in sight. He saw several dancers entering through the Ballroom side door.
Matao looked round the Ballroom. He saw Kincaid standing to the entrance of the door. He grabbed a glass of champagne from off the table and walked across the Ballroom.
GRAND FOYER
“Well, isn’t this a surprise seeing you here.”
Kincaid turned around and faced a smiling Bethany.
“Bethany.”
“Well, I checked the list of all potential bidders, and what do you know, your name is not included. I guess someone else’s soft lips will keep your fiancée’s lovely lips occupied tonight.”
Bethany blew a kiss into the air, and entered the Ballroom.
“Kincaid.”
Kincaid turned around.
Matao took a sip of his champagne.
“Are you here to bid on the dancers as well?”
“No need to, you know I only indulge in the best,” Kincaid replied.
“Then you may want to get out your purse, because there is this sexy, young, and available ballerina, who I’ve had my eyes on; funny, because this same woman gave me an instant hard-on watching her performance, and any man would be fool not to have a ring on that beauty’s finger.”
“I agree with you.” Enrico stated behind.
Both men pivoted.
“Kincaid, I wish I could say it was nice seeing you again, so I won’t.”
Enrico brushed past Kincaid and Matao. His train of bodyguards followed him.
THE GRAND BALLROOM
Shaylynn and Natasha entered a bee-hive of excitement.
Several dancers’ presence were surrounded with adoring fans and potential bidders.
“I have never seen so many eager bidders for this event.”
“Blame it on that beautiful white gown you’re wearing.”
“Or that lovely gown and thighs you’re putting out there.”
“Touché.”
Shaylynn looked around hoping she would have saw Kincaid; she looked for Geoffrey’s presence.
“Have a nice evening Shaylynn.”
“You also Natasha.”
Shaylynn ventured further into the Ballroom. She strolled over to the buffet table and lifted a glass of Dom Perignon champagne.
Her waist was embraced from behind. Her body was pulled against a soft body.
“I see you are enticing the men with those perky breasts of yours,” someone whispered in her ear.
Shaylynn pushed Bethany’s arms down and turned around.
“You are to stay far away from me.”
“Tsk, tsk, I am here to bid on the person, who escaped these arms before, and tonight I expect to exercise my full rights.”
Bethany stroked Shaylynn’s cheek. She leaned over and kissed her on the lips.
Shaylynn gently pushed at Bethany’s chest.
“Excuse me.”
Bethany blocked Shaylynn’s path.
“Kincaid is not here to protect you.”
“No but I am.”
Matao hugged Shaylynn’s waist from behind and whisked her away.
“Thank you.”
“The night is still young.”
“That woman is very dangerous. Are you enjoying the evening?”
“Yes, you are very skilled at what your do.”
“The night is still young.”
She winked at him, and then took a sip of her champagne.
“You are…you have a rare beauty.”
“Thank you.”
The lights dimmed to an intimate setting.
Several dancers moved to the dance floor.
“Would you have the honor of dancing with me?”
Shaylynn looked around the Ballroom.
Damn you Kincaid.
“Yes.”
Shaylynn pivoted and placed her drink down on the buffet table.
Matao grabbed onto Shaylynn’s hand and escorted her out to the middle of the Ballroom dance floor. He pulled her into his arms.
Shaylynn linked her arms around Matao’s neck.
Matao rubbed his palms up and down Shaylynn’s back and embraced her tighter.
Umm this man’s arms felt so damn good, and how does he know I like to be held like this she thought.
Matao kissed the side of Shaylynn’s temple.
Shaylynn tilted her head upward and met Matao’s lips.
Matao slowly coached Shaylynn’s tongue to dual with his.
“Umm,” Shaylynn let slip out.
Matao hugged Shaylynn tighter. He kissed her on the nose.
Common sense advised her to step back and head for the nearest exit, her moral judgment inched her closer.
“I have my jet on standby after this event.”
“Matao, I am with Kin….”
Matao leaned his head down and drowned her speech.
Oh, sweet mercy help her; his lips were so inviting, and a rock solid body.
Shaylynn inched her lips lower and kissed Matao’s chin.
The cologne floating under her nose made her aware of the man who held her firmly, yet gently, was all male, and a high energy of male testosterone between his legs.
The slow ballad came to an end.
Matao palmed Shaylynn’s lower back and escorted her to a table.
“You have time for an old friend.”
Shaylynn and Matao stopped, both turned around.
“Enrico.”
Shaylynn took a step forward.
Matao’s arms hindered Shaylynn’s progress.
“As you could see the woman is with me.”
One of Matao’s bodyguards walked up and stood by Matao.
Enrico snapped his fingers, three of his bodyguards stood behind Matao’s bodyguards.
“Will you gentlemen excuse me; I see others who I must meet.”
Shaylynn immediately dismissed her presence. She made her way over to where Nickelo was talking to a female.
GRAND FOYER
Kincaid paced the foyer of the Grand Ballroom.
After someone from security closed the door to the Grand Ballroom, he became chagrined with each passing second.
Kincaid looked down at his Rolex.
“Dammit, Shaylynn has been in there for over an hour.”
Geoffrey looked down at the program.
“Mr. Livoski, the bidding will take place within the next hour.”
Kincaid looked around the foyer.
“If this event does not come to an end soon, I will bust that fucking door down.”
“Calm down Boss.”
“I will once this matter is behind me.”
GRAND BALLROOM
“Nickelo.”
Shaylynn palmed Nickelo’s lower back.
Nickelo turned around.
“What is it beautiful?”
“Could I speak with you?”
Shaylynn saw Matao, gaining distance on her.
“Shit.”
Shaylynn grabbed Nickelo around his waist and started dancing with him.
The woman, who he was speaking with, huffed under her breath.
“I like it when a woman takes charge.”
Nickelo, held onto Shaylynn’s waist and pulled her body against his.
“You are to remain at my side throughout this meet and greet, okay.”
“Only if I get to do this.”
Nickelo leaned down and slowly kissed Shaylynn on her lips.
Shaylynn inched back.
“That will be the last of those; I only requested your assistance.”
“You took me away from a very wealthy bidder; therefore, I am promised one more time to kiss those lips.”
Nickelo bowed his head and slowly took possession of Shaylynn’s lips.
A dancer exited the Ballroom.
Kincaid ran over to the door before it completely sealed. He looked in. His eyes immediately scanned for Shaylynn. He saw her and Nickelo embracing; his blood boiled with jealousy watching his future fiancée’s lips being intimately consumed. He quietly slipped into the Grand Ballroom.
Geoffrey followed close behind.
Shaylynn stepped back.
“I’m way out of my element here, please excuse me.”
Shaylynn turned and fled.
“Shaylynn.”
She heard Nickelo calling her name.
Shaylynn looked back; she turned and ran into a hard body.
“Are you trying to escape me? I would think after the gift from me around your neck, and our private time in the limousine, you would be a little more amenable.”
Shaylynn palmed her necklace.
“This necklace is from you?”
Matao stroked Shaylynn’s cheek.
“A beautiful trinket for a very beautiful woman.”
Matao wrapped his arms around Shaylynn’s waist, and pulled her into his arms; he bent his head downward kissed her tenderly on his lips.
Oh…help her, and please step back from this man’s arms.
Shaylynn tried to inch back.
Matao clutched Shaylynn’s waist tighter.
Shaylynn’s body instantly relaxed against his.
Matao inched back and looked down into Shaylynn’s eyes. He leaned down and whispered in her ear, “Spend the night with after this event.”
Matao inched back and looked down into Shaylynn’s eyes. He lifted his eyes and got a glimpse of Kincaid and Geoffrey snaking through the Grand Ballroom.
Matao lifted Shaylynn’s chin and draped his lips over his.
“It appears you know who you want to invest your time with. Since it’s not me, my presence will no longer be required.”
Shaylynn closed her eyes in shame. She reopened her eyes, and inched out of Matao’s embrace. She turned around and faced an angry Kincaid.
Matao placed Shaylynn behind him.
“I guess it will not be,” Matao added.
Kincaid turned and walked away.
Shaylynn stepped around Matao and ran after Kincaid.
“Kincaid wait, please.”
Kincaid stopped, he did not turn around. He placed his hands inside the front pockets of his tuxedo pants.
“Our association is now in the past.”
“You turn around and say that to my face.”
Kincaid lifted his hands from out his pockets. He turned around and walked up to where Shaylynn stood.
“This fucking relationship is over. You had me witnessing not one man kissing, what I thought was my lips, but dammit two men! That is unacceptable to even think about placing a ring on your fucking finger; let alone giving you the Livoski generational name.”
“You told me you placed my safety first, it’s not comforting to know you were not here when I needed you, no, you threw me to the wolves.”
“I will allow that coming from such a young woman, who does not understand the meaning of being committed to one man.” Kincaid stroked Shaylynn’s chin. “Then again, you did let me practically make love to you while you were with another man.”
“I had no choice in this matter.”
“Let me guess, to create a diversion, you had to use your feminine wiles.”
“Yes...I mean no.”
“Goodbye Shaylynn.”
“Kincaid please.”
“Dammit, you made me look foolish in front of my men, not to mention, a whore in my eyesight.”
“Is that what your heart is saying, or your male pride.”
“Grow up, and have a nice life, oh, good luck with your fucking ballet school.”
Kincaid turned and walked away.
“Mr. Livoski, how about the plan of getting Miss. Forrester safely back to America.”
“Fuck her. Miss. Forrester is no longer on my agenda, or my concern.”
Geoffrey followed Kincaid out the Grand Ballroom.
Copyright©SKC-2023
Moscow, Russian Federation
POST GATHERING MEET AND GREET
Shaylynn placed the last two-carat diamond hairpin in her French Coiffure; she pushed the two tendrils hanging over her shoulder blades to the back. She stood back and flatted the front of her lace form-fitting strapless black gown to her abdomen. The silhouette of two breast nipples was a treat to eyes of the beholder. She adjusted the five-carat emerald drop necklace, someone left in her dressing room. She looked down at the metallic stilettos' sandals on her feet to the sterling silver anklet draped round her ankle, up to the long slit to both sides of her toned thighs.
Natasha knocked on the door to Shaylynn’s private dressing room.
“Come in.”
Natasha twisted the doorknob and entered Shaylynn’s dressing room. She closed the door.
“Wow you look gorgeous, black is defiantly your color; you look bewitching and ready for anything this evening.”
“Talk about me looking gorgeous, you are sure to get a higher bid than me,” Shaylynn stated.
“That is a nice piece of ice around your neck.”
“Believe it or not, someone left it in my dressing room for me.”
“Sounds to me like you’re going to have to pay that piper this evening.”
“Kincaid would not know what hit him.”
Both women laughed.
“I really despise this part of the evening. I feel like a piece of meat going to the highest bidder.”
“Natasha, technically, we are, and remember, it’s for a good cause.”
“Then why isn’t Miss. Ptrovo participating.”
“Hum, that’s a good question.”
“At least this year the men look approachable than they did last year. Oh, I forgot to tell you, Mr. Kincaid’s presence will be excluded during the bidding ceremony.”
“Excuse me.”
“In addition, meet and greet is not for boyfriends, spouses, or girlfriends…I’m sure you get the point, and the meet and greet Ballroom space is reserved for potential bidders, which you had to have registered in advance for security purposes.”
“Shit.”
She hoped Kincaid knew this.
“Trust me, you’re in good hands; Miss. Ptrovo does not spare any expenses on top- notch security reinforcements.”“Why wasn’t I properly informed of this fucking arrangement!”
GRAND FOYER
“Mr. Kincaid, my men were so busy taking care of the security for your fiancée, I believe the oversight slipped our minds.”
“Geoffrey, are there any of my personal bodyguards in that Ballroom.”
“I apologize sir, but no.”
“Fuck!”
Kincaid looked at the back of Matao’s head, and his men following him into the Grand Ballroom.
“Don’t worry Mr. Kincaid, no one will exit this foyer with your fiancée.”
“If my fiancée get caught up in any shit tonight, there will be hell to pay, and then you all will be fucking unemployed.”
Kincaid stormed over to the Ballroom door. He looked inside. He did not see Shaylynn anywhere in sight. He saw several dancers entering through the Ballroom side door.
Matao looked round the Ballroom. He saw Kincaid standing to the entrance of the door. He grabbed a glass of champagne from off the table and walked across the Ballroom.
GRAND FOYER
“Well, isn’t this a surprise seeing you here.”
Kincaid turned around and faced a smiling Bethany.
“Bethany.”
“Well, I checked the list of all potential bidders, and what do you know, your name is not included. I guess someone else’s soft lips will keep your fiancée’s lovely lips occupied tonight.”
Bethany blew a kiss into the air, and entered the Ballroom.
“Kincaid.”
Kincaid turned around.
Matao took a sip of his champagne.
“Are you here to bid on the dancers as well?”
“No need to, you know I only indulge in the best,” Kincaid replied.
“Then you may want to get out your purse, because there is this sexy, young, and available ballerina, who I’ve had my eyes on; funny, because this same woman gave me an instant hard-on watching her performance, and any man would be fool not to have a ring on that beauty’s finger.”
“I agree with you.” Enrico stated behind.
Both men pivoted.
“Kincaid, I wish I could say it was nice seeing you again, so I won’t.”
Enrico brushed past Kincaid and Matao. His train of bodyguards followed him.
THE GRAND BALLROOM
Shaylynn and Natasha entered a bee-hive of excitement.
Several dancers’ presence were surrounded with adoring fans and potential bidders.
“I have never seen so many eager bidders for this event.”
“Blame it on that beautiful white gown you’re wearing.”
“Or that lovely gown and thighs you’re putting out there.”
“Touché.”
Shaylynn looked around hoping she would have saw Kincaid; she looked for Geoffrey’s presence.
“Have a nice evening Shaylynn.”
“You also Natasha.”
Shaylynn ventured further into the Ballroom. She strolled over to the buffet table and lifted a glass of Dom Perignon champagne.
Her waist was embraced from behind. Her body was pulled against a soft body.
“I see you are enticing the men with those perky breasts of yours,” someone whispered in her ear.
Shaylynn pushed Bethany’s arms down and turned around.
“You are to stay far away from me.”
“Tsk, tsk, I am here to bid on the person, who escaped these arms before, and tonight I expect to exercise my full rights.”
Bethany stroked Shaylynn’s cheek. She leaned over and kissed her on the lips.
Shaylynn gently pushed at Bethany’s chest.
“Excuse me.”
Bethany blocked Shaylynn’s path.
“Kincaid is not here to protect you.”
“No but I am.”
Matao hugged Shaylynn’s waist from behind and whisked her away.
“Thank you.”
“The night is still young.”
“That woman is very dangerous. Are you enjoying the evening?”
“Yes, you are very skilled at what your do.”
“The night is still young.”
She winked at him, and then took a sip of her champagne.
“You are…you have a rare beauty.”
“Thank you.”
The lights dimmed to an intimate setting.
Several dancers moved to the dance floor.
“Would you have the honor of dancing with me?”
Shaylynn looked around the Ballroom.
Damn you Kincaid.
“Yes.”
Shaylynn pivoted and placed her drink down on the buffet table.
Matao grabbed onto Shaylynn’s hand and escorted her out to the middle of the Ballroom dance floor. He pulled her into his arms.
Shaylynn linked her arms around Matao’s neck.
Matao rubbed his palms up and down Shaylynn’s back and embraced her tighter.
Umm this man’s arms felt so damn good, and how does he know I like to be held like this she thought.
Matao kissed the side of Shaylynn’s temple.
Shaylynn tilted her head upward and met Matao’s lips.
Matao slowly coached Shaylynn’s tongue to dual with his.
“Umm,” Shaylynn let slip out.
Matao hugged Shaylynn tighter. He kissed her on the nose.
Common sense advised her to step back and head for the nearest exit, her moral judgment inched her closer.
“I have my jet on standby after this event.”
“Matao, I am with Kin….”
Matao leaned his head down and drowned her speech.
Oh, sweet mercy help her; his lips were so inviting, and a rock solid body.
Shaylynn inched her lips lower and kissed Matao’s chin.
The cologne floating under her nose made her aware of the man who held her firmly, yet gently, was all male, and a high energy of male testosterone between his legs.
The slow ballad came to an end.
Matao palmed Shaylynn’s lower back and escorted her to a table.
“You have time for an old friend.”
Shaylynn and Matao stopped, both turned around.
“Enrico.”
Shaylynn took a step forward.
Matao’s arms hindered Shaylynn’s progress.
“As you could see the woman is with me.”
One of Matao’s bodyguards walked up and stood by Matao.
Enrico snapped his fingers, three of his bodyguards stood behind Matao’s bodyguards.
“Will you gentlemen excuse me; I see others who I must meet.”
Shaylynn immediately dismissed her presence. She made her way over to where Nickelo was talking to a female.
GRAND FOYER
Kincaid paced the foyer of the Grand Ballroom.
After someone from security closed the door to the Grand Ballroom, he became chagrined with each passing second.
Kincaid looked down at his Rolex.
“Dammit, Shaylynn has been in there for over an hour.”
Geoffrey looked down at the program.
“Mr. Livoski, the bidding will take place within the next hour.”
Kincaid looked around the foyer.
“If this event does not come to an end soon, I will bust that fucking door down.”
“Calm down Boss.”
“I will once this matter is behind me.”
GRAND BALLROOM
“Nickelo.”
Shaylynn palmed Nickelo’s lower back.
Nickelo turned around.
“What is it beautiful?”
“Could I speak with you?”
Shaylynn saw Matao, gaining distance on her.
“Shit.”
Shaylynn grabbed Nickelo around his waist and started dancing with him.
The woman, who he was speaking with, huffed under her breath.
“I like it when a woman takes charge.”
Nickelo, held onto Shaylynn’s waist and pulled her body against his.
“You are to remain at my side throughout this meet and greet, okay.”
“Only if I get to do this.”
Nickelo leaned down and slowly kissed Shaylynn on her lips.
Shaylynn inched back.
“That will be the last of those; I only requested your assistance.”
“You took me away from a very wealthy bidder; therefore, I am promised one more time to kiss those lips.”
Nickelo bowed his head and slowly took possession of Shaylynn’s lips.
A dancer exited the Ballroom.
Kincaid ran over to the door before it completely sealed. He looked in. His eyes immediately scanned for Shaylynn. He saw her and Nickelo embracing; his blood boiled with jealousy watching his future fiancée’s lips being intimately consumed. He quietly slipped into the Grand Ballroom.
Geoffrey followed close behind.
Shaylynn stepped back.
“I’m way out of my element here, please excuse me.”
Shaylynn turned and fled.
“Shaylynn.”
She heard Nickelo calling her name.
Shaylynn looked back; she turned and ran into a hard body.
“Are you trying to escape me? I would think after the gift from me around your neck, and our private time in the limousine, you would be a little more amenable.”
Shaylynn palmed her necklace.
“This necklace is from you?”
Matao stroked Shaylynn’s cheek.
“A beautiful trinket for a very beautiful woman.”
Matao wrapped his arms around Shaylynn’s waist, and pulled her into his arms; he bent his head downward kissed her tenderly on his lips.
Oh…help her, and please step back from this man’s arms.
Shaylynn tried to inch back.
Matao clutched Shaylynn’s waist tighter.
Shaylynn’s body instantly relaxed against his.
Matao inched back and looked down into Shaylynn’s eyes. He leaned down and whispered in her ear, “Spend the night with after this event.”
Matao inched back and looked down into Shaylynn’s eyes. He lifted his eyes and got a glimpse of Kincaid and Geoffrey snaking through the Grand Ballroom.
Matao lifted Shaylynn’s chin and draped his lips over his.
“It appears you know who you want to invest your time with. Since it’s not me, my presence will no longer be required.”
Shaylynn closed her eyes in shame. She reopened her eyes, and inched out of Matao’s embrace. She turned around and faced an angry Kincaid.
Matao placed Shaylynn behind him.
“I guess it will not be,” Matao added.
Kincaid turned and walked away.
Shaylynn stepped around Matao and ran after Kincaid.
“Kincaid wait, please.”
Kincaid stopped, he did not turn around. He placed his hands inside the front pockets of his tuxedo pants.
“Our association is now in the past.”
“You turn around and say that to my face.”
Kincaid lifted his hands from out his pockets. He turned around and walked up to where Shaylynn stood.
“This fucking relationship is over. You had me witnessing not one man kissing, what I thought was my lips, but dammit two men! That is unacceptable to even think about placing a ring on your fucking finger; let alone giving you the Livoski generational name.”
“You told me you placed my safety first, it’s not comforting to know you were not here when I needed you, no, you threw me to the wolves.”
“I will allow that coming from such a young woman, who does not understand the meaning of being committed to one man.” Kincaid stroked Shaylynn’s chin. “Then again, you did let me practically make love to you while you were with another man.”
“I had no choice in this matter.”
“Let me guess, to create a diversion, you had to use your feminine wiles.”
“Yes...I mean no.”
“Goodbye Shaylynn.”
“Kincaid please.”
“Dammit, you made me look foolish in front of my men, not to mention, a whore in my eyesight.”
“Is that what your heart is saying, or your male pride.”
“Grow up, and have a nice life, oh, good luck with your fucking ballet school.”
Kincaid turned and walked away.
“Mr. Livoski, how about the plan of getting Miss. Forrester safely back to America.”
“Fuck her. Miss. Forrester is no longer on my agenda, or my concern.”
Geoffrey followed Kincaid out the Grand Ballroom.
Copyright©SKC-2023
Published 1st May 2023
Author's Note
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1st May 2023 7:03am
The picture prompted this rhyme in my mind:
The Queen of Hearts -
she showed some parts
above her waist,
hands placed in haste!
The Queen of Hearts -
she showed some parts
above her waist,
hands placed in haste!
2nd May 2023 2:56am
The Queen of Hearts -
she showed some parts
above her waist,
hands placed in haste!
Ahh.. For the King of Hearts
A soft caress he provides in the dusk of dark
A tender kiss to my lips
Entwined love as our soul unto each other drift
Thank you, my wise poet, for reading and then taking the time to comment.
Enjoy your Tuesday morning.
she showed some parts
above her waist,
hands placed in haste!
Ahh.. For the King of Hearts
A soft caress he provides in the dusk of dark
A tender kiss to my lips
Entwined love as our soul unto each other drift
Thank you, my wise poet, for reading and then taking the time to comment.
Enjoy your Tuesday morning.
1st May 2023 2:39pm
2nd May 2023 3:03am
I will take that beautiful accolade, my friend, and a thank you in return for reading.
Please take the moment to enjoy your Monday evening and have a blessed Tuesday in all that you inspire.
Please take the moment to enjoy your Monday evening and have a blessed Tuesday in all that you inspire.
2nd May 2023 3:41am
2nd May 2023 4:33am
2nd May 2023 1:44am
Very interesting my Queen. We want what we can't have. I say go after what you want. Keep on writing my Queen.
2nd May 2023 3:12am
Isn't life grand, my handsome poet; it's a golden rule to obtain with being positive all the heart desires and thank you for taking the time to read and provide my canvas and thought-provoking comment.
On that respective bow, please continue to enjoy your late Monday evening as I wish you a fabulous Tuesday.
On that respective bow, please continue to enjoy your late Monday evening as I wish you a fabulous Tuesday.
2nd May 2023 3:22am
2nd May 2023 3:33am
