i want life so full of curiosity and answers, joy and adventure
i want a break from my usual routine
i’m willing to experiment and be spontaneous
may be a new romance with the old you, or a revitalization of a current you
i’m in a mood for unexpected pleasures
a more playful adventure which would make our lives delightful
i want my dreams to come true
i want to feel a certain something for a certain someone
i want to translate my feelings without a thought
i wish i could capture your heart
if you are here right now, i feel i could and i would
i would touch your face
i would look deep in to your blues (eyes)
i would kiss you full on the mouth
not french kiss. just a kiss
not passionately; no tongue involved
my lips would be slightly bruised
i would mouth the words i love you
i will run my fingers through your hair
i would kiss your nose and rest my cheek against your cheek
you would whisper the words i love you
i’ll lean against your chest, while you caress my breasts
you make me wet
i’m aware of my growing emptiness which can only be filled by (with) you
i would feel your desire for me come alive; hard, throbbing
i invite you in (to me)
open arms, open legs; slightly quivering
I’ll lock you in and I’ll embrace you with my arms
i’ll run my hand on your back; slightly squeezing your fleshy hips, stroke your testicles or balls if you will
i’ll answer your urge with my own; we become one in soul, and mind
i enjoy the force of your ejaculate
still sticky, still wet, still sweating, i nestle against your chest
before i drift into sleep; i will open a book (lord byron) and read you the words dripping with lust
in your arms, i’ll go to sleep (peacefully) tonight. . .
“If you can dream – and not make dreams your master; If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim; If you can meet with triumph and disaster And treat those two imposters just the same”- Kipling