Pearls Sliding Down My Neck

First, he saw her silhouette in front of the window and then she stepped into the light.... The light shone just right off of her left collarbone, an illumination that took his breath away. He sucked it in quickly as he involuntarily turned towards her.  He seemed to have lost all control of his body. He was on autopilot. She turned three-quarters to him and glanced down where he could make out her perfect profile like a snapshot in time. Her dress was long and black. The short train trailed a bit behind her while the front was shorted revealing long, shapely legs and perfectly chiseled ankles that sat atop her feet cradled in expensive, designer heels. She walked as elegantly as a Gazelle ran. There was no touching the floor.  You could not detect the footsteps, just a gentle glide across the floor. She seemed to be the only one moving in the room among others paused in time. The moment was interdimensional. Time stopped. As she passed, he could see the in...

She laid there clutching the pillow between her arms like she never wanted to let it go. How she craved for it to be human flesh.  The flesh of someone she could not live without, someone who could love her with the same intensity that she loved. It was both a blessing and a curse that she loved so passionately and deeply. More of a curse now it seemed. Almost 7 years since her husband left with no word, no warning. And how many years before that, with him, with no true love, just abuse. Being alone has its advantages.  There are less disappointments. But she learned to live alone and to love herself once again. She became stronger and more independent. But why, in her newfound confidence and strength, had she not found a soulmate that could equal her and give her what she craved?  She closed her eyes, as she did every day and night, and imagined, visualized, what it would be like to lay next to the man who she had waited for for so long. He would be tall...