HE’S NOT JUST ANYONE

Connection is made when we allow ourselves to be vulnerable enough to nurture it. It allows for a natural development over time. There is excitement in building the anticipation of direction. I would never assume he is so one-dimensional.

Imagine That Moment When Anticipation Becomes Realization.

Think of my voice. The deep-throated whispers in your ear. We are choosing our own adventure. How we connect and play has the depth of a prism, the perspective is susceptible to change. Your body and mind show me the effort. A yearning for me to acknowledge your openness and to dig deeper or to expand the breadth of intimacy.

What He Is and Could Be.

The man who stands in front of me leaves me feeling warm and wet. Clever imaginations collide. The desire for just a bit more. Tease. Denial. The way he thinks. The intrigue of him.

He’s just not anyone.