Well...I've decided to post some poems and possibly some ff that I am working on. Just so you know...I haven't seen any of W/T episodes in season 4 or 5...What I have learned about these gals is mostly what I've read from other stories....so please be gentle....but please keep me on track...If something sounds completely out of character...don't be afraid to tell me.....I WANT to know...okay....so here is my first creative effort for the board....A musing of sorts...I hope you enjoy....
Her Bath
by
WillowFever
I hear the last of the water drain from her bath. What I would give to be those soft bubbles that cling to her skin, delighting her in the most sensual way. Soon…
I wait for her now. Any moment she will walk through that door and take her place beside me in this bed. How did I get so lucky?
The sight of her takes my breath. It always does, but tonight she is exceptional. Her long hair so wet and shiny. She smiles that special smile reserved for me.
It would be so easy for her to walk to her side of the bed, but she delights in crawling across my trembling body. She is so soft. I am jealous of the silk gown covering her body. That should be me.
She lingers for only a heartbeat…she knows I need her; her touch, her love, her taste. Everything she is makes me who I am. But I wait for her. She is in control of me. My heart, my attention, my submission…it is all hers and she knows it.
With one word I discover that her want for me is raging inside her. The way she says my name…I can feel it. Everything she wants…everything she desires but is to shy to ask for…is revealed in my name…
“Tara…”
I gladly give her anything she needs from me. I know this will not be fast. This will be a slow seduction. I see it in her eyes…We will surely greet the moon and then bid farewell to night before our passion is spent. But this is what I live for. She is my strength…my love…my soul…my enchantress. My Willow.
Edited by: maudmac
at: 4/18/04 5:51 am
