The Professionals Circuit Archive - Alloy	  Alloy

 

by Josey 

 
 Strong but unstable--one too brittle, the other overly soft--they spin
the orbit of CI5. Like binary stars they glow, heat pulsing between
them--a warm palm pressed against a shoulder, sultry glances exchanged
over lunch--simmering promises of things to come.

 At day's close they collide. This feeling, still so new, boils away
reserve, reducing them to component parts--lusty passion fuelling volcanic
desire. In furnace darkness, fiery touch builds on fiery touch, merging
and consuming, sparking pleasure and consummating need. Only when quenched
in sweat, can they rest, spent. Cooling, tempered. Alloy.

 -- THE END --

 *April 2006*

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