Dream of Black and White
   By Adrian Mailenna
I have this dream... a dream of a slender girl, only gently curved, with very
soft, milky-white skin. She lies there, on her belly, like a pearl against the
black silk sheets, and I kiss up her spine, up her neck, along the curve of her
jaw, to her ear. And then I begin to write. There isn't much form, or very much
plot, only a thousand obscene fantasies, kisses and caresses, licks and silk
and collars, and love and sodomy and cuffs and hard, careless fucking.  They
spill out, a torrent of words, just a million strokes of dark, elemental
blackness against her skin. It is good, but I do not feel it; it is not yet
written in flesh by the language of desire. Soon there is no more skin to
cover, and she sits, bathed in the candlelight, to see what I have done. She
reads, silently mouthing the words to give them form and potency, and takes me
into her arms, that there it may become complete.

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