Energy.
The connection is strong.
Our love.
The power we have.
It keeps us together.
Positive to negative.
Opposites attracts.
I laid there satisfied.
The pleasure satisfies my hunger for love.
Something that we all need right ?
My king knows how to take care of my physical wants and needs.
I look over to him, to see him gazing. Eyes wondering hungry over my curvaceous body.
Thinking.
Thinking.
Thinking.
A smile spreads across my face.
Because I know.
What do I know you may ask?
Well I don't kiss and tell.
He gets up walking over to his bag. pulling out his cannon camera.
He examines it before the little green light comes on.
FLASH. FLASH. FLASH.
Every move I make that white light flashes.
I wasn't camera shy.
I knew that the only people that would to view this would be us.
I was his canvas. And he was my painter.
We didn't say a word.
The power spoke for both of us.
