23 June 2012
He came as the day turned to darkness, his steps silent as my heart thundered. I could feel him coming closer, and every moment that passed filled me with dread, and longing. But in my heart I knew what I wanted.
This creature could not be what I wanted. Yet my body yearned for him through the darkness. My mind filled to the brink with longing. Blood raced through my veins, thundering. The dull creaks of the house was the only time passing. And he was there, coming closer.
He pushed the door open, silently, coming closer. My body told me this was what I wanted. The clock tolled, loud with time passing. And I could feel him moving through the darkness, Rolling like the distant thunder. And his body reached out to mine with longing.
It was like the night calling to the moon, longing. And all the more he was coming closer. In the distance lightning flashed followed by thunder. And I wondered again if this was what I wanted. His hand reached out in the darkness, resting on my shoulder, his fingers hot, pulsing.
My blood was racing through my veins, pulsing. And my body was filled to the brink with longing. I reached to him, through the darkness, lacing my fingers through his, pulling him closer. I knew this was what he wanted. He pulse pounded, like thunder.
Lightning cracked in the distance, followed by thunder. The house breathed around us, pulsed. And this was what we both wanted. To quench the thirst, the longing. I reached up and pulled him down, closer. And our lips met in the darkness.
Thunder rolled through the darkness. We moved closer as each moment passed. Exploring this longing, because it was what we wanted
He Came to Me • Opuss № I