My things were dripping with mud.
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I was covered in it. I felt my heart plunge, and I wanted to cry. My crazy friend ran over and plopped herself down in the mud beside me.
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She wiggled in it, making herself as much a mess as I was. Then she took my slimy hand in hers and pulled us both to our feet. We tried out for the play looking like a couple of swine escaped from a pigsty, laughing the whole time. I never did cry, thanks to my friend.
Noise the air employs. Melodies sweet. Tweet, tweet, tweet. A roaring crowd. Tet, tet. Tis, tis.
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Guttural growl. Harrowing howl. Drip, drip, drip. Tap, tap, tap. Moan and groan. Endless drone.
Ding, dang, dong. A church bell song. Vibrations in my ear to hear. The sun is my heart afire. The stars, my love songs. The true writer simply continues to write. Kresh put his lips to my forehead, and my skin burned beneath his kiss. When his hands repositioned to take me by the waist, my breathing—already shallow—ceased entirely.
Then his lips fell on mine and I was suddenly everything he claimed me to be—his mate, his wife, his world. The taste of him seemed mysteriously new and old at the same time. Every bit of tension eased as if internally I had come home again, and yet a sense of foreignness made our connection a sweet venture. My breast was afire as he continued to grasp my hips, keeping me close. I burned for him as if vampire venom were coursing through every inch of me. The man was a constellation of suns in my desire, unlike Thaddeus who hardly equaled a speck of stardust. The thought of that coward reminded me of grim news.
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