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Savour The Love

She would arrive by my bedside with the regularity of a clock chime, every morning just before I awoke, and then at lunch and dinner with the preciseness of a mathematical equation. I couldn’t help but wonder if she had been so devoted to her other loves. This particular morning she arrived at my bedside, her lips were painted with a bright and glistening gloss that lit up the darkened room. How I longed to lay my lips upon them and to slowly and sensuously leverage my tongue against hers. As I thought this, her bosom seemed to inflate with an inhalation of the freshest air that had sneaked into the room behind her.

As she placed the plate down beside me, I didn’t know whether to look first at the beauty that was laid on the plate beside me, the succulent juicy sausage, the crispy, smoking bacon and the glossy tomato or at the depth in her turquoise blue eyes. As I sipped from the crystalline glass of water she had gifted me, she stared at me longingly, her eyes never flinching or twitching.

As she turned away from the bed and made towards the curtained window to the side of the room, her derrière had a wiggle that the most skilled dancer would aspire to. Her tight blue dress clung to it and her buttocks formed a velveteen, heart shaped, jewel box shape in my mind. She drew back the curtains vigorously, to reveal a sun light that cascaded into the room, filling it with a light that for a moment, left me blinded.

She was ghostly in her apparition, appearing to ‘move’ in ‘freeze frame’, with my breakfast devoured before she again turned towards me. As she did so, she moved majestically back towards the bed side table and immediately removed my emptied plate with one hand and took the knife and held it firmly, in the other. As she did so, another shaft of light dissected the room and glistened off of the blade of the knife. She smiled to reveal a set of the most magnificent white teeth. I was mesmerized once again and instead of acting out my every day fantasy on her, I again sank into the depths of my inner most inhibitions. Surely such a magnificent creature would not requite the immense feeling of passion that existed in my loins for her! Or would she? After all, she returned at the same time day in day out, week in week out, without failure. How I had come to long for her and to depend upon her presence for my very existence. If only I could climb the barbed wire fence of my ineptitude.

Just then, a loud ringing called out from the next room and she quickly but elegantly turned and made for the door. As she did so, I could just make out the outline of her curvaceous body through the ever increasing luminescent light from the window. She moved like a bride on her wedding day, late to the altar for her waiting groom. How I longed for her to return, to the place of her rightful existence, at my side.

I awoke to the sensation of being slapped strongly across both sides of my face. In a muffled and almost slow motion pattern, I could make out the words “Wake up, you babbling old fool”. As I opened my eyes and as the burn in my cheeks abated, I could make out her facial features once more. Only this time, rather than the longing that existed in her eyes before, she had a demonic look that burned through my soul. I was taken aback and tried to flee into the pillow beneath me, before which she screamed “Those fuckers have finally agreed to pay the ransom, you half witted waste of a man. Get your self up and dressed in five minutes. There will be a car waiting for you outside. I never thought anyone would be so stupid as to pay half a million dollars for your release, but I am never surprised by what surprises me”.

I froze and didn’t know what to do, or think, or say.

Savour The Love

Fozman

Narre Warren, Australia

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