secret lovers-a short story

She sat on the bed, waiting for me to make her feel anything. Her midnight black hair surrounding her, as if the darkness was swollowing her whole, she was... perfect. i walked towards her, she could see the thoughts in my mind playing in my eyes like an (R) movie and a shiver goes through her. she smiles that smile-the one that let's me know she's ready- and i grab her i hold her in my arms and gaze into her eye's and for a moment i think i see the life stolen from her so long ago, i see desire and passion and i kiss her. she seems shy at first but she shakes that quickly on the bed we lay in a wonderful embrase. i tast her sweet sweat and hear her hot breath and in that moment i am whole, free, i am... alive. as her breathing softens and we gow weak i look into those eyes one more time and gently kiss her forhead, i tell her i love her and she smiles that smile-the one that let's me know she believes me-and tells me she loves me too. as we lay there together warm from eachothers soft moist skin we are happy, and we drift peacefully into a deep sleep. the morning comes we awake the same routine day after day-up out of bed, cigarette and bong(a stoners coffee) rappidly get ready for another long day apart. we argue our usual arguments- you know the ones that go no where and mean nothing and everything all at once- off to our busy lives without a word about the night before, that must remain hushed. our love is unaceptable in this world, no one understands two souls aching to be with eachother just can't deny themselves this pleasure so they go on with there night time erotica and hidden cuddling in bed, friends in the light of the sun and lovers by the silvery moon a modern day romeo and juliet two people one amazing bond...Love.1