I am swirling my tongue around a dainty ankle bone when her foot raises only to press me down into supplication. My eyes tilt up to meet her's, full of almost painful desire.
"And what is it my servant desires from his lady and offers in return?" The word servant makes me bristle, for we would not serve and for that we chose to fall. But I followed Iblis, his servant. But... what was the saying? Better to reign in hell than serve in...? And Heaven could hold not thrill, no paradise for me that would rival the paradise in her arms.
"I desire all you would give, but ask for nothing بلادي أجمل النار. And in return, I give you all that I am, my form, my mind, my blood..." My heart. After all this time, oh after all this time, we have renounced love, yet ...
I manage to raise myself up enough to kneel, and tilt my head back until my throat is bared to her. This form is moral, it is fragile, it can be destroyed... and it is a act of faith, faith in her, that I show such vunerability.
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Date: 2011-08-11 10:49 pm (UTC)"And what is it my servant desires from his lady and offers in return?" The word servant makes me bristle, for we would not serve and for that we chose to fall. But I followed Iblis, his servant. But... what was the saying? Better to reign in hell than serve in...? And Heaven could hold not thrill, no paradise for me that would rival the paradise in her arms.
"I desire all you would give, but ask for nothing بلادي أجمل النار. And in return, I give you all that I am, my form, my mind, my blood..." My heart. After all this time, oh after all this time, we have renounced love, yet ...
I manage to raise myself up enough to kneel, and tilt my head back until my throat is bared to her. This form is moral, it is fragile, it can be destroyed... and it is a act of faith, faith in her, that I show such vunerability.