When I Thought I Was Going To Have Your Babies: Lover
Posted November 22nd, 2010 at 10:54 pm
Just shut up and fuck me.
To be quite honest, I don't really care about whatever it is that you are feeling right now, so why continue on with this rant of yours? I am not even there with you. My thoughts are far off in some distant place and right now I just need to see you bare. Do you want me help you take your clothes off? I want to grab at you and feel your skin rubbing against mine. Show me that you hunger for me and tear at my flesh.
We have never been good talkers and...
When I Thought I Was Going To Have Your Babies: An Interlude
Posted November 18th, 2010 at 11:30 am
I could look at you all day
You don't even have to touch or entertain me
-no dialogue or jokes, not even soft kisses
Just let me look at you and my imagination will run free
-whip it out for me slowly
...Then I will play...
Love When I Was Younger: A Glimpse
Posted November 18th, 2010 at 9:50 am
For weeks she had just wanted him to say that he thought she was beautiful. To stand before her and softly run his round fingertips through the loose tendrils that framed her face, so she could then close her eyes and enjoy the slight touch of her cheek resting in the palm of his hand. For months she had wanted to sit beside him, curled tightly into his freckled chest with his arm securely wrapped around the arch of her lower back, tracing the edges of her fleshy waist and whenever she would ...
Baby With Tears & All I’m Letting Go: Day 3 Rewind, Fast Forward & Play You 24/7
Posted November 17th, 2010 at 11:35 pm
I can't tell you how often I allow myself to let go and relive you all over again. I rewind, fast forward and play it all back in slow motion, pausing at the moments where I lay clasping for your hand, speechless...
I remember asking you to rub up on me - to tease me to the point where I could no longer delay the inevitable - and like a true southern gentleman, you rolled me over and gave me that reassuring nod that I have grown accustomed to. "Close your eyes." How I wish I could make lov...
You Like The Mirrors, But Let Me Pine Over You From The Shower
Posted November 17th, 2010 at 4:45 pm
Remember when I used to tip toe into the bathroom and watch you in the shower?
You were shy at first but it didn't take much coaxing to get you used to my lascivious stares.
I would slowly pull back the curtain and admire the blades of muscle that cut across your shoulders;
Marvel at the way your brown skin glistened around the sexy part of your lower back.
Enamored by the subtle roundness of your backside.
"Turn around", I would say, just to get a better view.
The wonder of your all m...