
The cool breeze tickles my senses and the sound of kids playing mixed with the faint melodies of the sleepy birds play in the background...
I take in a deep breath and I think of you...
How I crave to be held by you...
I grab my laptop, place it so clumsily on my lap, and I start typing away what I feel, every sensation, every longing, every desire, in simple, plain and yet so meaningful words that overwhelm me, even before I click each of their letters on my keyboard's buttons...
How I crave for you to hold me, chest to chest, heart beat to heart beat: racing, calling, chanting, disarming...
How I long for your breath to tease my senses: softly, gently, endlessly, sincerely, eagerly...
How I wish for you to feel me just as you feel hunger, thirst, fatigue, excitement, happiness, so close, so real...
How I yearn to kiss you, perhaps tingle the rough of your chin, or maybe further down, where shoulder meets neck...
How I crave for you to touch me, just my hand, where palm meets palm, like an unbroken vow and an unchained melody...
I want to be with you: unbroken, unwounded and untainted...
This longing: like fire, like nothing before, or nothing will ever be...Burning within my soul while I smile and watch it glow, no questions, no worries, no expectations...
1 comments:
It's as if you speak from my heart!
Kudos to your ability to express what I haven't been able to.
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