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In my cell of solitude, time permits life and pleasant thoghts, compels me to express a feeling deeply felt for a Lady who's presence I've briefly embraced for a moment.
Fulani maiden, your beauty and grace have been engraved in my memory, yet you remain a mystery to my heart. I pray to be beside you and hold you in my arms, I yearn for the tender touch of your hands on my body and mine caressing your body in return. I want to see the joy of our togetherness in the fire of your eyes, Every place on your body I'm permitted to touch, I'll smother with passionate kisses until you smile with bliss !
Forgive my forwardness. I can't help myself, besides its my fantasy. And I have loved, and made love to you in every position known to me, and still I hunger with desire for you. The need burns within me to express this love with your permission, the union of our being will siege time, and we'll lose ourselves in each others passion until total ecstacy takes us to our final climax, my life will pour into your life, my spirit will touch your spirit and unite our souls, as we emerge in a liquid sea of love.
For you and I to attain anything less is in my shortcomings, for allowing this fantasy to end.
Lady, if by chance we meet again and you're with someone else. I hope he will find peace in his heart to forgive me, for wanting and loving you as I did. I told you, I can't help myself, Besides, your my fantasy.
Some fantasies do come true !
Fantasy is an excerpt from the forthcoming novel,
"Hard Knocks Old School"
By : Gregory Tate
PO Box H68500
San Quentin State Prison
San Quentin, California
94974 USA
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