The Metaphor (.NIAGRA SPRINGS WAS THE WARMTH OF HER BLOODLINE FLOWING DOWN HIS SKIN NOW DISTANCING THE MORN FROM THE CHILL OF COLD PIPES )

Narrated in an African accent. Spellbound under a trance like state and gaze she surrendered her spine, as it arched, drawn to the ceiling and bareness of the windows of an open soul reaching deeper into her waist that tetraed across the one room closed corridor ride to Ebony's flight out falling into pleasure’s arms was the way Emystary remembered casting off the last day of Ebony's visit to her hide away. Continued HANDS HOLD WHAT HAS BECOME SIGNED HIS FIRM JAWLINE AND CAROUSELED ACROSS THE DEEP OF HIS BREAST PLATE WITH TIPS OF TONGUE DAMPENED FINGERS DOWN HIS HALF UNBUTTONED SHIRT UNTIL HER HANDS UNWRAPPED THE THICKNESS OF HIS SPINE LOOSENING THE STIFFNESS OF HIS WHITE SHIRT AND THE REST OF THE BUTTONS WHILST HE SAT PATIENTLY. SHE STOOD STRADDLED BEHIND HIM, HER FRAME COMPLIMENTING HIS HANDSOMENESS THAT ENVELOPED THE REMAINIING SCENT OF HIS COLOGNE INTO THE LATENESS OF THE HOUR’S HANDS THAT FELL.NIAGRA SPRINGS WAS THE WARMTH OF HER BLOODLINE FLOWING DOWN HIS SKIN NOW DISTANCING THE MORN FROM THE CHILL OF COLD PIPES OF NO LABIRHYTHS MYSTERY WAS WHERE THE KISSES DRAINED PORTIONING THE SHEETS, INK, THE BLOOD OF THE BREATH OF PAGES UNTIL COMMUNICATION WAS UNDERSCORED AND DISAPPEARING ACTS ENVAPORATED THAT PRECEDED LUST THE METAPHOR IS INTRODUCED AS AN APHRODISIAC