A Late Goodbye

A Late Goodbye (A Narrative Reflection),-

Though the story might be sad we don’t need the ladies cryin’

Traveling down the road late at night and staring bleakly like deer’s eyes as power lines go flashing by along with lonely street signs recalling how we crossed that line when I felt her hot breath on my neck as passion once lit the night. And now I’m driving through the night and know that the Devil grins from ear to ear with the hand that he’s dealt us, as he points to the flames that are now cooled. Passing beer cans that lie beside the side of the road and flash by in the headlights and passing down that asphalt which covers those crushed dreams and our lies.

As all seems to go flashing by like those moments that we once shared and felt and made each other strong when we were both weak. Making this trip I guess a late goodbye as I head on down the line and trying not to look back and say fare thee well and not give a damn. As the flavour of blame is tasted and now feeds the rain as true colours now bleed.

Driving through the night as my mind drifts back to those nights when I felt and heard her heart beating as the sun seemed to be arrested and the moon was shot as we danced under those skies of lust that seemed to be full of miracles and in reality were full of lies, which later turned into a carnival of rust.

Recalling each scene now and knowing each part by heart as we met one night by chance when I bumped into her in the bookstore and the piped in music seemed to fit all as if it were written to a scene in a movie.

We went and had coffee in the coffee shop and talked for a moment and then all seemed to take on a life of it’s own as we then ended up in the parking lot in a tight embrace as our lips met and kissed hard and deep with tongues exploring deeply as hands traced and explored in that hard embrace.

Having us heading to a place we both knew of and we crossed that line of no return as we abandoned caution to the winds as we played a game of hide and seek as hands explored and things were found as clothing was lost.

Feeling her breath on my neck as I felt her wet fire growing and the hardness of her breasts pressing closer as they were freed and she explored and felt the hardness that was responding to her touch out where blue bonnets formed our bed under a thousand eyes that peered down as the constellations slowly wheeled and turned above our heads and passion began to colour everything.

Admiring her naked body by the light of a yellow moon that was beginning to rise as she had me lay down and heard her breathing change as she straddled me and our lips met with tongues straining as they met and her clit rubbed slowly on the my hardness and her pubic hair gently teased as she rubbed and teased as I grew harder.

Lifting her some as I then kissed and suckled her breasts and heard her sigh as she whipped her head back at the touch of lips, tongue, and teeth on her hard nipples and walls came crashing down as the heat built and we started to become like two meteors. As I ran my hands over her back and cupped her butt and rocked her harder against me as she gasped and groaned. Feeling the gush of wetness from her thighs as I opened her more and felt her lift up and allow me to slide into her wet fire that felt like waves of sweet fire.

Sliding into her deep as she moaned and tightened around me as we kissed deeper and harder, as she sat up to look down on me there under her. And seeing her looking like a goddess as she sat there straddling me in the moonlight with a halo of stars around her.

As I traced her thighs and brushed me hand across her pubic hair as she gasped and rocked against me and then leaned back as I went deeper in her and reaching I rubbed and squeezed her hard clit to have her buck hard against me. Pulling her back down as I licked her neck and thrust into her she started to rock harder as her hard clit started to rub against me.

Moving together and meeting each other’s movements I could feel her tightening as our lips met and locked as my hands spread her more and I went deeper into her and heard hear groan as I also teased her tight ass and thrust harder into her as she rocked harder in time to each hard and deep thrust.

Feeling her hard clit grinding harder and faster as we felt the other’s hunger increase. And panting harder both of us thrusting and bucking as she shuddered and threw her head back as her orgasm hit and had her tighten hard and she moaned loudly. Feeling my thighs become soaked by her flood of wetness, as she had me roll with her and reverse our position as I felt her legs wrap around me hard and hold on fast as I pounded her harder and went deeper.

Raising her leg to my shoulder I went deepest as she tightened harder and carried me with her as I spasmed and released deep in her. Her muscles contracting as I groaned and panted feeling her grinding and bucking harder from the force of her second orgasm. As we collapsed kissing and exploring and felt her milking all till I went soft and slid out.

With both of us breathing in the night and tasting the scent of lust as we lay in the blue bonnets and still explored and touched as we kissed and tasted each other deeply.

Now that’s all over and is carried with me like old photographs in the pockets of an old raincoat that hangs in the back of the closet and is seldom used.

One night of passion that began all that lasted seven years and it all ended with a falling out like lovers often will and the way we parted still echoes. Now I’m driving through the night and try not to look back or notice that she’s gone but that’s understood we all tend to look back.