Jamaica has a scent as distinct as its culture; complex, heady, exciting and tinged with a hint of the unexpected.
Marianne was the same, she was a kaleidoscope of emotions and passion; gentleness and fury, love and hunger, all rolled into one petite body.
Our relationship was the proverbial rollercoaster; one of attraction, desire and raging arguments; fights, with her throwing stuff and me ducking and diving to keep from being hit.
First Lines Contest 2019: Within the Invisible Pentacle
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