Thoughts of you invade my mind. They haze my concentration, intoxicate my logic. I awake at night, interrupted dreams of hypnotic play, feel my sheets moist from the beads of sweat that roll off my face.
The curves of your face are toxic; flashes of your stare torment me. Sounds of your arousing whispers wrap me in your fabric, they entangle me. Words that are foreign to me dance in my ears, renew my space.
I lay awake in search of sleep… it runs from me as reminders of our dance absorb me. Lingering sweet scent of your flesh invades my room, wakes me further. Throbbing heart beat between my thighs, ready for abduction.
Hands begin to wander, ride the curvatures of my own body. Discovering hidden areas, pictures of you tattooed to my memory, my arousal peaks. Droplets build and slowly, they swarm my sheets. I say your name as I prepare for my seduction.
Fingers circling, roaming my tip, hips gyrating, back arching, I enter my abyss. Flashes of your nakedness daze me, jolting me into other dimensions. Tossing, turning, hand locked, fingers still racing, I feel the rush.
Catching my breath, reaching for you, I realize you were only in my head, the scent of you torments me in my room. I close my eyes to see you once more, excited once again by the memories of your abuse. Serenity takes over, my body weakened by brief seizures… Put to sleep by the ambush.
I still feel the electricity between us, through our clothes and short time between our love. I taste still the softness of your kisses and the strength of your clasp as we stood in your living room, time and space flashing past us. Your words now faint whispers in my head, I smell the scent of your neck as I recollect your laughter. In the midst of this fog, I crave what I never had and I miss what was never mine. Through the years that have taken us by surprise, through the obstacles that have become our daily stride, I crave you.
I often wonder what your naked flesh would feel like against mine, how the grip of your bite would feel as you devour me. I very often wonder how the bare of your soul would feel on my tongue, the arches of your back as I stroke you firmly. I wish I could feel the curls of my hair entangled around your fingers, the sting of your palm against my hips.
Ties that can’t be undone stand between us now. Days to weeks to months to years have passed us by and we have gone in directions that we never could have foreseen. And as the lessons continue to knock, we continue to overcome, but the throbbing of you inside of me… missing what I never had is the one thing I can’t hide from.
Chocolate brown curls bounce upon my shoulders, they caress my bareness, tickle the spine of my back. Electricity covers me and I can feel my nakedness coming back to life, begging for the sting of your starred hand. I glide through my empty apartment, the breeze from the open windows grazing my breasts and I forget the scars and their tenderness.
My curves dance across the room, head high from the great unknown, I remember now what this feels like. My hands stroke the warmth of my hips, breath rising steady as the lights go down. Praying to see you standing over me, visions of us playing dirty in the dark take me on a journey.
I feel the tingling lift me, I am invigorated by my curiosity and I allow the sensations between my thighs to flow. I want to fall into your gravity, wherever you may be tonight. Open my eyes to your heavens and the flow of my oceans.
My hands remember the moisture when they reach the silky rain drops I'll give you to ease the thirst. Head no longer in the dark, body free from the chains, I melt into my cloud... thoughts of you touching me cruelly- I gasp.
Rousing life flows through me now... the kisses spread across my body by the breeze electrify me and I'm transported across planes to where you lie naked at night. Sweetness, artwork covering your flesh I can smell your breath, taste your soul, I enter your space.
Hours seem to pass- it was just a second a second ago and I'm back on my cloud, legs spread apart, waiting on your arrival... my hands holding me tight... I remember I am life.
The heat. It's been teasing me, the flame that never goes out even as it wets me. I find no gratification in the games the others play.
The heat. It radiates from my pores, sets him on fire, two souls intertwined. The blaze intensifies and I'm locked in.
The heat. There's no escape from a four story balcony. I'm on my knees, crawling, searching for my breath.
The heat. It blisters my skin and as I take my final breath I feel the rain drops... they sooth my broken skin.
Your heart races with my teasing and I could feel the rushing in your veins. Your half spoken remarks come through as an elegant invitation to a dance that could leave us breathless. What is it love? Is it my spontaneity to your obsession? Or are you simply focused on the shape of my lips? Do you realize how deep I can take you?
Let us discover the mysteries of the physics that brought us together... because I can hear it. It's soft hush, the steady rhythm of your heart, the circulation from your chest, down your arms and back, flowing down your abdomen, onto your legs, but in between... It is there that I have seen the red of your blood.
As I study your images, I see the art. Your blood splattered beneath your skin, it bares symbols in sacred text that invite, they entice me. And it isn't for the features I see, but for the energy I feel... I am drawn to your invitation, to swim in your genius and drown in your craft.
I want to feel the pounding in your chest as you swim in my rivers and the scriptures I've seen on your skin will rule the cadence of our flight. The racing in your veins now strictly focused and I can feel the warmth of the flow that pours from the writings beneath your flesh.
Are you there? I can feel your essence over me as I undress... are you close? Your words throughout my day have lifted the weight of my skin and I crave you now. Please take me. Where are you?
I rushed home, tearing off my blouse as I stumbled into my place, the door barely shut behind me. I need you... I need you to write your words across my naked curves with your fingers and drink from the fountain that flows for you. Don't make me wait.
I hear you... Your dominance over my entire being is liberating and I can't wait for you to... I can't wait. I beg you, please come for me. Make me feel the bite of your hands on my skin as you ravage me, like you said you would.
I race with myself to remove my clothes... "He's coming, I can feel him," I think to myself. Mind racing, heart-beat climbing, I have a one track mind to release myself for you. Where are you? When will you come for me? When will you allow me to feel you?
My fingers tingle upon my flesh, the breadth of your voice whispering in my ear, I am ecstatic and I cling to the love in your commands. Palms sweaty, I search for the fountain you have given back to me and I crave you now. Please hurry. I promise I won't disappoint you. I promise I won't be disappointed.
My love, savior to my thoughts. You have unlocked the gates where I once was imprisoned and I feel the rush again. I feel the pulsating now. I had been asleep but I feel myself again now.
The vibration of your voice entices me as I swim in the knowledge you share and I feel the droplets gather along my walls. Orgasmic thoughts take over- I want you. When will you show yourself?
Strap me in your chamber, make me yours... Cement with your seed the million shattered pieces of my heart and make me one again. You own me now and I need to feel you. Allow me to bless you as you enter my atmosphere.
Darling, I want every piece of you, teach you things you never knew. Your hands a million miles in the distance, I feel you still, please give me life. Don't make me beg for you... I want to step into your ocean, drown in your breath, and be revived in your stare.
I crave you... mind, body and soul. I crave the ease of your words and the wit in your expressions. Starving for the weight of your nakedness over me, my legs wrapped around you like vines that will birth your darkest corners back to light.
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