FEELING THE SMILE

I was thinking of you today. The last memory. I can feel the sizzle. I can feel your smile. When a connection has depth, there is a sense of freedom, in both movement and emotion. It doesn’t leave you, rather it comes and goes in sometimes, the most unexpected of moments.

The Warm Spot in the Lake. The Feeling We Crave.

There are some people who search all of their lives for this comfort. I have described this before – it is the warm spot in a lake. When you first wade in, it can be chilly and uncertain and then, there it is – and oh, how it radiates through not just to your body, but to the center of your soul.

Me and you. I know when we are together, naked or clothed, another memory is being made. I would be foolish to think every moment will be monumental. However, as vulnerabilities ebb and flow, sometimes those micro-moments mean unexpectedly more.

Eureka Sprinkled Over an Ordinary Day.

Your mouth is moist in excitement. Your words are coming fast and animated. I LOVE your passion for what matters to you. My body stirs from soaking in all of this energy. Your head rests on me – my breasts swell and my heart does too. Its impossible to not feel emotional when we are participants in this intellectual volley spiking our carnal desires.

Mmmmm…We are lucky.

The warmth of my hands explore, at first your most ordinary parts because those get neglected the most. Your response affirms this. Together, delectability abounds. Go slow and focus. We have created the perfect anticipatory cocktail of arousal.

Tomorrow Doesn’t Matter. Give Me Now On The Rocks.

My brain and body succumbs to your presence. The fast and furious moments is imminent. Almost. What happens tomorrow is not important. Im here with you now.

We are lucky.