Roses Are Red

Red petals scattered on the water, an open invitation for lust.  The tiny bubbles moving furiously in the champagne glass, trapped and  excitingly waiting for their escape onto warm breath and luscious lips.  The sweet and savory decadence of a dessert to pretty to devour.

Roses are red.  The chocolate is dark.  An evening of sheer indulgence, an evening forever marked.

Music mood:  Lana Del Rey ” Lolita”

Neurally yours,

the sweet and savory xo


I'm a writer and a lover not a fighter, except if I really want something.

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