Stone Cobbled Corridor
The night closes in upon me, encircling me like loves embrace. I walk forward confident in myself, knowing the needs of my wanton desires hidden from reality for centuries gone by. Past lives forgotten in the light of day, Darkness brings to me the passion and desires that were denied me. I walk down a dark stone cobbled corridor dripping and sodden with age old mysteries yet to be discovered. I reach a hand out to touch, carefully seeking the joys that await me. As I wander with abandonment down the dark stone cobbled corridor exuding with unfound passions yet to be revealed to me, my heart begins beating faster with new found joy. I see this glow emanating further off in the distance. Always to elude me, but this time the soft golden glow becomes brighter and as I walk, my bare feet quicken their pace. Drifting closer to the end of that dark stone cobbled corridor I cautiously peer into a golden lit stone cobbled chasm. I see before me a vast court room so beautiful my soul begins to sing. As I look around I see before me pleasures abound. “Am I in Heaven? This place so beautiful and magical. Brimming with passions and desire!” My breath comes in gasps as I wonder what it must be , to touch such beauty. “ I know I have seen this place before. I know these feelings, the desire of my soul.” My heart beat quickens, my breath is labored, my body is on fire. Wanting to touch, to partake of those succulent moist desires calling to my soul. “Do it right this time… This time it must be forever…” As I frantically search for that golden light I see a darkened figure standing elusively on a raised dais. I find myself drawn to this figure. Such an Allure, my breath escapes me. I find myself stepping, slowing encroaching closer to this dark mysterious figure. “ Are you from my past? …my present? Maybe you are my future…?” I cant quite make him out but I have seen him before. His eyes smoldering with untapped wanton desires and passions. Needing to touch, needing to taste… My soul is on fire. Shyly I approach this man of mystique, “Mi’lord? I am Mi’lady…” I await agonizingly for a response. I see none… I hear none… I begin to feel a stirring within my soul. I gaze around the golden lit stone cobbled court and see my desires and passions brightly lit and glimmering with dew drops of color. The night is ending. The sunrise will be upon me soon. Do I return to my dark stone cobbled corridor and wait till another night encloses me or might mi’lord answer me with his sweet embrace.
