Musical Seduction…

Tracy WesterholmI could hear the music as I approached the open door. A hand written note said come in ~ I paused and closed my eyes listening to the feelings that had already started to seduced me, as he strummed his guitar. I let the music take me. I stood silently in the door way, not wanting the melodic moment to come to an end. As he played I felt his hand reach out for me to join him.

His low sultry voice sent out lyrics that pulled me closer. I quietly stepped further into his space bracing myself for what was in the next room. I leaned my back against the wall to catch my breath. I felt the energy of the room come alive. Lyrics danced freely through me. My heart was open beating like a drum. As the melody warmed the surface of my skin a cool breeze blew through the room sending goosebumps up my spine.

527513_10150670405087032_599072694_nHis creative juices flowed effortlessly toward me, touching me, urging me to come closer. He sensed my presence as I walked slowly toward him. He smiled before he looked up at me, anticipating the moment like it was a musical piece he had already played over and over in his head. I could barely contain myself. I was lost in every note. My smile came and went as he played each chord. I stood staring as he continued to open himself up to me. It was an intimate moment that I can not explain having never met before in person.

His last strum lingered in the air allowing both of us to catch our breath. He gently placed his guitar on the couch beside him and stood staring back at me. Not a sound was made when the music stopped. He closed the space between us. Inches away he put his arms around me pulling me in to his neck and chest. He was still vibrating from the energy of the music. We mixed together for the very first time. There were no notes or lyrics, only feeling filled the room that made me want to dance.

 

Dance with Me

TracyReady to explore my imagination, posture poised I relinquish my fear ready to escape into the passionate world of words once again. Enveloped by the mood of the moment I begin my journey. He is my muse. Deep inside he waits for me to channel my desires and set fire to the smouldering ember that lay behind the windows of my soul. The sound of his voice resonates through me, warming my flesh in waves. His presence feels like a light warm breeze when he is near. My skin cools when he steps away to watch me dance alone. I summons him by gracefully closing my lashes, allowing them to brush against one another intimately. He appears…I surrender as he takes my breath.

He reaches toward me taking my hand and we begin our dance, our journey. The enchanting melody of Enya’s ‘Flora’s Secret’ fills the room as we begin to move in unison. I adorn a gown so elegant I blush at its beauty. His strength leads me whimsically around the dance floor. He captures my every thought the moment I release them.

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I can taste the words floating among us as our bodies gently moves freely with the lyrical beauty that surrounds us. Drawn to my lips words wisp by, wanting so desperately to be savoured slowly by my romantic palate. They tempt me in hopes of being devoured by my insatiable appetite for their sensual inflection. I invite rapture to sit on the tip of my tongue as we dance as one. Its meaning melts slowly infusing a feeling of intense pleasure. Divine steps forth taunting me, God like, allowing me to see and feel its power when placed beside rapture on the page in my mind. They taste exquisite together. Devine and rapture join intense and desire, arousing the undeniable feeling of devote affection seeping slowly from my pores.

My unrestrained love for him holds my heart. I effortlessly open my arms to truth. I feel his presence next to me as I am reminded to breathe. My mouth opens slightly allowing a short quick breath of air that saturates my lips with delicate prose. My elegant dress has slipped off my shoulders floating gently to the waiting floor miles below. I am now ready to open my arms exposing my naked soul.

My mind wanders down paths I secretly want to explore, tasting delicious words along the way. To fully enjoy this one must allow themselves to explore to a depth that is beyond their control.

Dance with me…

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