Black as the night- part two.


Black as the night…

Love is sweet and love can be so deadly. I knew Jenny was so damn beautiful. Youthful eyes and woman perfect curves and valleys, make a wise man become a tomfoolery in love.

Her wanting eyes wanted everything and she was free-flowing not caring where she fell and who she took down with her. I allowed her into my apartment in late October. She brought some wine coolers with her and her smile as sweet as the Fall honey.

She asked me. Dear Johnnie. Can I stay the night? She went to her knees and she wrapped her arms around me and she whispered. Damn the lonely nights. I feel so alone. My heart is black as the night and I need someone to make me feel wanted and needed. I don’t want love. I need hands that know what to do. I need lips that…

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