I'm inspired by her time of presents the day I met her. I knew I'd never forget her fond of gold beauty she was wearing. On her face of gladness all I could see was the sadness beyond her true telling. Stories of her old lover has her in moments of tears threw out those years she spent with him. All he wanted was sex his only way out of fustrations web. Trapped without warning her friends became her true enemies behind her back. They talked about there acts that made her cautious. Her educated mind caught on in due time she takes everything that he could have had in his name. Half of half was her thing playing the game of death as he whispered from his breath. Was his last and final words of warning to her but threats didn't stop this mistress. Behind her was that last letter she left for him to her beloved Jim.

At the party for the mask ball in the town of sin is where I met her. As she lights up the room darkens the rest of the peasants. Time is all she could vision in her eyes of silence laying by my side holding my hand. She could only remember me as Jim I do admit I was confused could it be? I was being used to fulfill her fantasy as a man of difference a kiss to her forehead I gave her. Felt her empty hearts pain her devoted passion is what she wanted to share with me. Spend the rest of your life with me she said in soft spoken words. My mind now sees the hesitation what this woman was missing? Was a real relationship all she wanted was love at her door and in returned she got step on. Upon her beauty request I nod my head yes I will be that man you desire. The passion that set the fire to her heart altered her mind in a deep guess. I shall do this at your request...

This move was pretty fast seems like she knew me forever. But it was a day overnight I'm invited to her room for some alone time. She asks of me what's on my mind I think we should take things slow. One tear falls from her face and with a smile I'm forever hers. My questions wonder if love ever has it's moments up or down? She sleeps onto the night waiting for me to be part of her comfort. I lay next to beauty as I whisper in her ear forever more life will have answers for you in the clear. I lie to her side and rest till morning dawn of rise. Leaving behind my widow's mark of love threw a rose a letter for my lady love to beauty... TO BE CONTINUED!!!

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