The Solider of My Five Senses

Movies: Rambo 4

Characters: Sarah Miller/John Rambo

Sarah's POV:

Taste

He is part of my identity. The sweet-salty taste of his cinnamon colored skin still lingers on my tongue. This may seem hedonistic but the simplest way to explain the taste of my soldier is that he has become habit the more I consume the more I must have.

Smell

John's smell is intoxicating. I can't get enough of it. When he is away from me I find myself smelling his old Army coat and olive green shirt. His scent provides a comfort like no other.

Touch

His touch I so magical, the strangest things happen when he wraps his muscle-clad arms around my waist. My knees want to buckle but my mind will not allow it.

See

When I see him, I get so weak. Blood starts racing through my veins. When he smiles it makes me feel like a little girl.

Hear

His voice is strong, firm, and velvet like. It's something about its power that chases away my fears at night and knows my every want and desire before I can even think them myself.

This is my lover, John Rambo and the Soldier of my Five Senses

The End