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1000 shades of you

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24 March 2015
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I sit in the dark corner of your room and watch you ... get dressed, get undressed, revealing yourself. I feel like touching parts of your body that whisper to me fear and miscomprehension. Only those parts! I don't want you to talk at all or look at me. I want to understand everything in silence. I want to see every little pore of your body breathing with things only you know, the things that keep you away from staying in one place, in one relationship.

I want to draw on every inch of your body the itinerary of my being. I don't want you to get impressed but to become aware... of the moment. To know that on the dark corner of your room you must unveil yourself completely... at that moment in time.

I slowly pull myself out of the sofa and get close to you, kiss you on the front head and draw little streets on you with my fingers. Every street has a secret, every number has a code. I don't want you to get so excited. There are not all the streets for you. Some are closed forever, others are just intermediary routes while others, just some of them, can bring you right to me. If you want it ... or not. I don't want to fill my head with your wants, I am not interested in them. I want to draw from you some inspiration. If I can find some! If not, you're a lost cause ... for me.

Then, I push you to the wall to see your resistance. But you surrender. You become the sheep and me the predator. You like this game because you like to be dominated. You like the fear, the thrill, you like to be devoured just like a pray. No love, but fear. As I pushed you to the wall, you heart starts to beat faster and your skin starts to sweat. But your eyes can't see me. They are fronting the wall. Your eyes can not feel fear, they are starring in blank.

So, I start to please your demons and play with your fears: fire, ice, there is all in there. And you can't say a word, you're dominated. In this deep silence, I understand everything of you. Words are useless sounds. Only quietness can bring out the best of you.

I start slowly to play with your body, too ... with your sensations. In the profound silence, they start to scream out loud. They are eager, they are savage, they are primates. I can hear you breath, hard ... hardly...Your eyes and your breathe are the only things that betray you ... they want to turn and see me.

As I start to caress your whole body from head to toe, you start to tremble. You want to talk, to express yourself, you want to turn your roars and make them alive.  And get into me. But I let you surrender not to me but to your fears. I am not there, is your being that is manifested in all the senses.

This is not a game so I take your hand and turn you towards me. Then, you start to push me on the wall too and change roles. Now you want to make all your fears disappear and get nothing but pleasure. Your hands start to get to know all the parts of my body while my fingers stop at one of the streets drawn on your body.

You took me to the dark corner of your room and undressed me completely just to look at me in silence. Then, you started to kiss me all over and put pieces of ice all over my stomach just as to put all my feelings and emotions to freeze. You followed the line of the ice and I was trapped in the land of frozen emotions and hot sensations. I felt like the cold pieces of ice could break the silence and burst into flames. Then you pushed the sofa back and grabbed me so close to you like you wanted to stick your skin to mine on a single move and conquer all of me.

Bites, struggles and giggles were all there as the only reasons to be accompanied by sounds. And, in the silence of our thoughts, our moments came alive revealing ourselves pure, naked, infinite...

- to be continued -

Author Andra Oprea

 

 

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