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    Inviting Desire: Sense Memory Snapshot

    By Tonya Jone Miller | December 16, 2008

    The assignment was to write a short piece that is a sense memory snapshot of a sexy moment in time. Here’s what I came up with…

    BEFORE THE KISS

    Your hands in my hair, holding my head still…Tension between us as you assess the desire, the acquiescence on my face. Breath coming in little gasps, our eyes locked. Will you, won’t you, please please please. An inch closer, the warmth of your nearness. Wanting wanting wanting. See me. Need me. Take me.

    I am on the edge, ready for you to topple me. I am waiting to be claimed. I cannot move, afraid to shatter the moment, needing to surrender. And then your lips are on mine and the electricity explodes through my body, coursing into my veins. I am pulsing writhing pouring myself into your kiss. I am one raw nerve, more alive than I have ever been, open to every possible sensation at once.

    But it is the second before, the look in your eyes, your hunger for me that lives in my blood, in my heartbeat, in my muscles, in the very fibers and core of my being…It is an interminable instant of delicious anticipation, possibility ready to be plundered. I am caught in the precious eternity of almost about to be never ever the same again.

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