Playing rationally and thinking what my rational thoughts told me to: acceptable behavior. My heart and soul, however, shout out: I cannot stop fantasizing about you. Only the thought of touching your body again gets me wet. It is exciting to remember that first look, that first kiss, that first touch. Your lips were so soft and warm, and you held me so firmly near your body. I wanted and still want you. Pushing me against the wall and kissing me again. Slowly taking my clothes off. Calling my name while on top of me, while fucking me. It was like meditating through a song of Lana Del Rey. It gives me butterflies. Being in love with you is a paradigm; it is engraved in my being. So gentle and passionate. Hold me again. Touch me again. Dreams will continue to be my companion.
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