There was something strange about our relationship. he always seemed to be in a trance, I on the other hand was shockingly aware of everything.

I would talk to him and the words just bounced back with deafening sound. At those moments I would look him straight int he eyes in disbelief but he had these invisible shutters that fell down. There was no getting in.

Finally, I would give up and this was about the time he would reach for me, drawing me close. Echoed moans circled around my head then. It was impossible to tell where my space ended and his begun.

A second later we were separate entities again. he shutters up, fear flashed across his face, quickly changed to indifference. clenching his fist, while lifting me by my abdomen, at the same time the other slamming down over my head.

I would bounce back instantly. One breast removed, the other exposed to the world, gritting my teeth, I would my arrow fly. it would pass right through him. he would fall, then lurk forward lips puckered to kiss me. I would allow my eyes to close at this point and suddenly my arms were completely useless.

When I opened my eyes he would be gone. This scenario was repeated each this we met. There was no understanding of it for us.No explanation on this earth. Our relationship was of hate, love, balanced, too balanced. They were exhausting reunions but we did it as often as possible

Very nicely written. I like the letter form of the piece. Nice words and some good imagery.

Thanks for sharing.

~PDA~

impossibly frustrating

No real conection. A void filled for the time being. Intense stimulation. Empty promises.
hopeful change. wasted time