Held back words

 

words to use

darkness,spurt,race.pound,redness,echostride.strut, tango roil. gather.burst. pent.crash,roll, run. shiver 

 

 

 

he strode through darkness, echoes of pounding pulsation spurt and race in

gathering redness.  His pace quickens as shapes shiver by. The tide runs back against crash of surf. Clouds roil above taking on color as intensity bursts and shudders. Purple green a flicker of warning followed immediately by a thunderous crash.  He stopped mid stride and smiled. just like that it was over. Rain washed down, plastering his shirt against his skin. He took off his glasses and put them in his wet pocket. The rain stopped as suddenly as it began. Clouds parted to reveal stars and a tender sliver of moon tipped toward a long set sun. He looked back to see her running barefoot  on his footsteps.  Joy pushed tears to blur his vision.They crushed together wordless hugging arms following hands in a tango of familiarity

He buried his face in the nape of her neck tasting the medley of rain,sweat, tears , and that perfume she loved to dab right where his lips were. She started to speak.

He put his hand over her mouth and held his finger to his lips.  Words were for later.

This was time for body language, in all it's soft familiar waking passion. Shivers and shudders shared in sudden relief. The years of togetherness danced as the fumbling tango played itself in shared rhythmic pulsation racing to held back 

let now last forever, then bursting like the waves at their feet. The tide ran away as they held the closeness together.

Reviews

[Zeek4]

You sure have a way with words. This was so visual and descriptive. "silver moon tipped toward a long set sun" loved that line.

[revalatia]

love this.. well written.. lots of great imagery there.. for a second I was even taken back to some old movie mixed with an aqua dior commercial haha... just what i needed.. right on dude!

[justjenn_2u]

Control factor here. No one ever should have such power but they do. Ravishing in hurt but only as the controller. He controls the setting, the communication. Enough to knock someone out of interest. Not a beautiful beginning.

[Lucien Maier]

You paint with a good brush of detail. The Line "His pace quickens as shapes shiver by." is outstanding.

[Phibby Venable]

He looked back to see her running barefoot on his footsteps. (favorite line)
very fine visual writing!

[Gandré]

This feeling of being intimate and belonging together in whatever plan in whatever place, this is wonderful. I totally enjoyed this, and thank you for taking time to read my fragment Seeside.. regards!

[Blackbirdsong]

This is gloriously sensual and erotic. There is also love here and that just adds to the passion. Many writer's of erotica should read this piece to see how true erotica is done. wow

[Ed Hart]

a very private moment, shared...