Let me taste. 

The lingering essence of their taste long after they are gone. I long for the etched memories of hope and belief in the darkness if reality. The rawness of truth whispered from the tongue of a lover between silken sheets as rich flames flicker against naked skin. Let me taste these souls, their honest lust and deep need to love, let me collect them in jars covered in a lifetimes dust and placed highupon a shelf always their within reach for the twilight hours. 
Karen Hayward ©2016

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