primal

 

 

It was a beautiful summer day, My glass half full with juice, as I laid back in my chair

Amidst the beach, the soft sands warm shimmered as sparkling diamonds

I wondered if I would ever see my stranger again?

 

it had been almost three years it the day .Something kept drawing back in the dark shadows of my life here .I was happier here than, in my present life in  California.

They always say you happiest where the heart has traveled .I reveled many eons with that on we weekend .Three years ago. I play back like an old time movie .Where did he go?

Why did he leave my life without trace?

John who worked on the police dept said there was nobody reported yet all his belongings here at the beach house where, he lived intact.

His coats , belonged even our silver  rings we exchanged.

He was in to another as I was just learning still doing angel healing.My clientele was devising fast .I knew his was also, only his was more secretive

You know so many people you hear about disappear to start new, or even in witness program.But not Dave .

He was loved by many here the locals said he is ghost and walks only where true love immortally begins.Wive's tales superstitions I can recall that horrible stormy nigh .I was with him on the beach , lost in his arms we decided to go inside and I can recall the days before .We walked each day on the beach, we met at Katie's bar and grill small mom and pop joint.

The unique part of the restaurant, was you eat outside on the pavilion which leads to the beach.

They used to cater our food to us with small table, and equated with basket with fruit wine the works .It was so romantic.We never even kissed on the first or second date .I was working back and forth commuting to the Townsend to school and home trying to start then my move .The publicist  called that morning reminded me , Sharon don't forget , I said yes as always .I quickly stopped daydreaming , I thought the waves refection showed Dave, silly my thoughts raced.

Back to the thoughts , I reached back and felt soft wisp of my robe dangling in the waves . There was something beauty mystifying about the waves today.

It was so capturing , I could hear music.But where was it coming from?

 

What I remember most is Dave's infections laugh.He could bring a smile quickly to my heart , my face.He could make you feel you are the only soul alive , that is how his outlook in life was.

 

So soft a voice and you could feel his soul, he  could's melt your being in a matter of seconds.

Dave would call , and sound like  your eating the phone..I would laugh.

So sensual his kisses, the heart he carried.

I still can feel the night , the lighted doorway he shimmered by the beach .I started up the walkway and the candles lit the porch, the veranda could hear music, eerie but haunting beauty. I remembered I had the white lace dress and barefoot.

His eyes were memorized with me. I could still feel the waiter undressing me with his eyes .Uncommon one at that.

He handed me a rose and took my hand led me the Druid waves .I could see the man , dressed in black shirt tales , handsome had never met till that nugh.We had conversed in the  Internet, but My best friend years before had met am who turned to be her 9 years or more senior and didn't look act or was anything like she wanted. Based on lies.

But Dave so sweet his voice.

I had decided after two years, or longer , he was standing for the first time in the Katie's bar .So rugged he was .As I walked up I couldn't stop staring his eyes green , as the emerald seas.

There are a haunting yet alluring temptaion.You could feel the soul drift to his .The heart beating so loud , and yet drawn was I .

On the far side of the beach a short walk was island, but with that he took my hand, led me to the wares, as we walked neither I nor he could stop looking in deep .I must have stripped a stone or shell, by leg cut ,I reached down.But before I did he he placed his hands on it .Burning sensation and it was gone .I didn't question we boarded the ship small romantic cruise I felt.

He smiled spoke only three utterances, sit back I need to blindfold you, then a few more do you trust me?

I somehow did trust him.

I could feel the warmth, the pools of waters as I dragged my fingers in the waters edge .I laid back the cellos music played in distance I could feel it close.

Then he sang, I will hold you close

My sweet angel, of light

Enter my will , seek me still

All I could feel was has words trance like.He came near me I could feel his presence, he leaned and outlined my lips with his breathe.

I could sense the words etching O my lips, each curve.

He made circles in my calf's ion my legs, his hands move silently as each whirl pool of excites awaited me.

The boat had stopped he lifted off the bandage of eyes, I could see more candles with roses in the path

He shouldered and then lifted me in to the carriage to ride the paths

As the ride began I could see the lights , the trees all adorn with many flowers about the whole trail

How he shared my look, his hands cloaked me.  he handed me a cloak with blue velvet you may need this if it gets to chilly. I smiled in thanks.

He held my hands to his , and reached back to give me a singe black rose, velvety

He handed me champagne glass filled with red liqiour.rink my sweet one he smiled, I drank  this vapor which stirred my insides to uncontrollable urges to feel primal.

 

continued...

 

by deborah shepard008

 

 

Reviews

[Aliceanne Pellegrino-He..]

very well written Debby. I love your stories and can't wait to read the next chapter here.
hugs and love
Granny

[Lewis Findley]

enjoyed this sis, very much

[T]

Look forward to read the next part to this intriguing story, Deb! hugs