He walked into her room, she was standing in a corner, and he glanced at her. She looked like a nicely engraved sculpture; her skin was gold. She smiled at him with her ivory teeth.
He walked close to her and looked into her sparkling eyes. His provocative gaze created feeling of love that is real. Her presence made him forget the worldly fears. She drifted into his arms and her world seemed to be perfect and secure.
His hands flowed over her and they were lost in the mystical ride, burnt the flames of desire, love, & lust.
She looked at him so pure, so sad and felt he is one who holds her hand in all the times and will stand by her forever. He smiled at her and she looked as the most beautiful thing alive on earth.
She looked at him so pure, so sad and felt he is one who holds her hand in all the times and will stand by her forever. He smiled at her and she looked as the most beautiful thing alive on earth.
He warmly whispered in her ears ” for 100 pieces of silver” will you sleep with me again?
A tear rolled, she wiped the tear escaping with the curve of lips, heard the gentle whisper from her heart, and realized she is the Girl with Price Tag; all her dreams were shattered, helpless to say it out.
She smiled and said "for 150 pieces".
Deep inside, she cried every second of that night, she told herself" i know i cant have you, but still i give my heart away.
In her world " its not meant to happen that way"
Ouch! Reminded me f the movie...Diary of a sex addict...
ReplyDeleteLoved this writeup!!!!
Thank you red
ReplyDeleteLoved the narration!
ReplyDeleteThanks for reading sahana :)
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ReplyDeleteWhat happens to these women? These 'girls with the price tag' who give their heart away? Do they have a future? A shot at life like the rest of us?
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written:)