Soft, shimmering silk
Enfolds the bride
In its warm embrace
And she is transformed
In the blink of an eye
Into a goddess…
She swims in a silken lake of Chocolate Chuckanut Cheesecake; gliding from his outstretched fork across her tongue like satin over smooth belly.
Hana, if folks do not recognize the power of your words today, I am not sure how I can continue on. You have this thing that takes its time pulling a reader in, then asking that they stick around for several moments just to feel each word.
You cannot disappoint. I don’t think your mind will allow you to.