Nandawula Regine Kabali-Kagwa

Hues of romance

 

The room lay still and dim
Scented candles a scattered crowd that granted
The Creamy walls with dancers of hues of gold
Who seductively swayed across the walls

Static
Is how she felt as the
Gravitational pull between
Her slickly shaven thighs and
The cashmere lace adorned with
Patterns of lines running in diagonals

Her skin blossomed in shimmering
Sparkles that was crowned by her body butter
Specifically chosen for this occasion

She glanced back at the mirror
Misty eyed in anticipation
Lips as dark as blood

Her breath halted
\'He\'s here\'
Her nerves in a pretty mess

Trimmed toes adorned with cherry red
Sunk in step after step in the lusterious carpet
Finding herself on silk sheets pressed to perfection

Anxious he was on the opposite end of the door
His heart a circus entertainer
Performing obtuse flips across his ribcage

He entered and was immediately sunken
Into the clouds of her scent
That wrapped around him like a cloak
And drew him forward into the chambers
Laden with florals and berries

The connection between eye contact
Tangible and elastic tight
Snapped to pieces as soon as his
Orbs patrolled along the cashmere lace

His favorite color

Her erratic breathing summoned her breasts
To heave deeply like the forecoming of waves
Against the shore that was her brallete

Her barely covered temple
Revealed her garden that lay groomed
In display on the golden platter
That was his eyes

The hues of gold
Teasingly strolled against her skin
Creating trails that his lips wish to follow

He came closer

The tension
From the two seconds between a touch
And a kiss
Made time itself cease to beat
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