Every nerve ending in my body is singing the last note of an emotional song.. If I were to touch very lightly any part of my person, The effect would be like a tuning fork... The vibration would cause a ripple that would effect everything, including vision and reverberate into my soul. The feeling is euphoric.. uncontrollable.. sensuous.. I’m in a suspended state of orgasm.. Like an explosive device with a never ending fuse.. My thoughts are hazy.. Dream like.. slow motion.. I don’t dare close my eyes, this heightens the sensation causing my body to convulse.. What is causing this to happen... Words were spoken.. Words are my life.. Words are bringing me to a state of ecstasy that I never dreamed possible.. Like an echo on a warm breeze .. running over my bare flesh.. pulsating a steady beat into my blood.. my mind swims with the tide.. and the motion is carrying me to new heights.. I don’t want it to end.. I’ll just close my eye’s and savor it awhile...... The Chronicles of Christine
Reason for writing:
Self Explanitory
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