| The Knight Her agonizing pain subsided as her prince came out of the mist riding his white steed. He rode toward her and stopped. He gazed at her naked body from the saddle as his smile lit up the armor like a bolt of lightning. The same bolt penetrated her own body and she felt the shock wave rumble through her. Wave after wave shattered any resistance she might have held. Her lithe form lay trembling in expectation bare and hot to the touch. His lance upright she conceded and opened her soul to him. Time and again his lance penetrated her spirit. It was a dream. It was a fantasy. It was real. She felt him and rejoiced as he filled his promise and her quest for satisfaction. An eternity clicked away the sands of time she hoped would never end. His face was stenciled in her mind and she knew him yet she knew she�d never meet him but she had him now. The Adonis form emblazed in passion bled her life away as she melted into his arms like molten lava. They mixed and swirled inseparably as the flames roared. His words unspoken wrote in her mind words of love and togetherness never ending. The world exploded in one final eruption as she shook and trembled with it. His lance had finally pierced her heart and she bathed in the glow through the fiery red sky as it turned to blue then darkened and disappeared. Her smile in contented sleep deepened as she felt for the cold armor that had lain beside her abandoned now gone. She sat upright quickly as the morning light shone on her face. Bewildered she looked around to find herself and discovered a plume has loosened and was left behind laying on her pillow. She picked up the soft souvenir and felt the thunder peel as she touched it. Holding it next to her heart she sighed with pleasure just as he had pleasured her in the night. She questioned not from where it came but that it was there. Making a quill of the priceless gift she wrote: Dear John:. I have traveled a new road and discovered on my journey what love is. I hold no regrets of our relationship but now I know for what I search and needed these years. I have been a slave to the wrong court and now I travel in search of my prince. When found I shall serve him as he has served me in harmony and tranquillity forever. My flower has opened to a bright new world and it�s petals have tasted the morning dew of life. My garden has bloomed and the sight and fragrance is indescribable. To you. I hope you find the bonded slave you request and desire. Though you lack no armor your steed has not the strength and endurance required now that I have ridden one capable of carrying us both to heaven and beyond. My flag of surrender hangs from his staff waving no defiance and was willingly given as my knights strong trusting hands guard and protect my honor. Sincerely, Gwenevere of new The following day inquiring as to an attorney for divorce proceedings she saw the man sitting in the lobby writing. He held the plumed quill in his hand. As he looked up she saw the face of an unarmored prince. Without a word he took her hand and as he did the thunder rolled and the lightning flashed. Her legs weakened and he held her close when she smelled the same fragrant desire she remembered. Hand in hand they walked out the door to a fresh new day. Vision Quest � 2002 T Lovett |