The Kiss

The Kiss

Last night I woke up in a cold sweat, shaking, my body tingling. He came again, this man in my past. He looked at me, no into me. His green eyes penetrating my skin, seeping into my veins, pounding into my heart. Our eyes lock, I can't look away although I know I should. He is in my past, he is evil, he will only hurt me. But I can't look away, my hands are shaking as I reach out to touch those lips, that face. The shudder goes throught my hands and consumes my entire body. The knowlege, the anticipation, the lust, consumes my rational thinking. He leans towards me, our lips touch. Just a soft touch, a spark flickers and I sigh. I lean into the kiss uncontrollably, he covers my mouth with his warm breathe. I fall back and he covers me, his mouth taking mine, it is all his to have. It grows and my body responds on its own the shudders begin, he is mine again.