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coming home from work
coming home from work Her soft purple velvet dress is almost floor length but not quite. The vee cut, front and back exposed her neck and the curve of her back almost to her waist. Long, bell sleeves with cuffs at the wrist were slit from the shoulder down. The fabric skimmed her body and the folds moved, moved with her as she crossed the room to set the Shiraz and the crystal on the table by the fire. Her feet make no sound as they are bare but the crackle from the fire and the smell of the cedar log is heady and she reaches for the chair back to steady her trembling legs. soft grey curls frame her face when she turns, slipping to her knees, assuming the position as He enters T/their room. This is always the moment she fights….wanting only to run to Him. To throw herself into His arms. This is also the moment she desires, when He alone can free her to be His. He sits by the fire. She can feel her lips turning into a smile and wills it away. Minutes pass. Come to me girl. It is like being alive for the first time, like waking up and seeing the moon outside your window while snow falls at the same time. Her nerve endings flare. She nearly topples a chair as she swiftly moves to take her place by Him. Hello, she murmurs As he chuckles, she smiles widely and offers the wine. His hand slips the soft velvet off one shoulder as she hands the glass to Him. Thank you….. Now, please, tell me all about your day. Climbing onto his lap, she begins to talk. You cannot conceive the many without the one. |
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obligatoyr I posted comment You cannot conceive the many without the one.
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soft purple velvet.....royalty indeed, coronation not necessary. A delightful vignette, as always.
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I love the pic
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THAT'S the woman I want...
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Lovely... Rachel Mae
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Good girl! Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety. Other women cloy The appetites they feed, but she makes hungry Where most she satisfies. For vilest things Become themselves in her, that the holy priests Bless her when she is riggish. ~~ from Antony & Cleopatra
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It's so peaceful and warm in here, reading this, a homecoming. Become a member now and get a free tote bag.
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Hmmmmm.....interesting!
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