As I lay here in late October
I have the privlage to be left of my dearest love.
And as im unsure of what the future holds
I see us held together
Wherever it takes us.
My eyes blurr as I try to read what I am writing.
But I can SMELL the sweetest scent
Even her breath is pleasant and drives me toward kisses.
An aroma such I can't explain to my senses overload and flow from me reaching into her mind.
The smell. Her smell IS your smells.
Smell, well
Amazing.
Softest touch I've all said before.
And I lay here awake for many reasons.
I have worries and fears but I try to overcome them and learn from past mistakes.
Still I wonder about tomorrow.
And when will be the next embrace?
So warm and seamlessly forever together
Hand in hand.
I can't even describe the wonderful feeling that comes from these smells
Th touch
Your soft lips and gentle touch gracing my body that is not as pretty as yours.
And stlll such beauty you share with me
Things I never imagined someone would intrust in me,
Our hot hot passion I love to feel you pressed against me.
Silly it sounds but,
No matter what you feel, know
my heart is truly yours.
Words blend together as I constantly see my vision failing me. Weird experience it is but its been like this for me since I can remember.
So I let my eyes go. I don't want these horrible blue things.
You are wearing that cute blue shirt
Just speaking of blue.
I don't have a point.
But
I feel the need to stress this and I feel the need to tell you these things.
I love you caress your breasts
Probablly the softest
No
They are the softest
I just melt into a pathetic little puddle on the fround in front of you as I slide through your fingers
The moisture & the beads of water dripping from your chest is me melted.
I just look at you and I feel these great things.
I worry I stress you and I don't want to.
You know I want to help and relieve stress and I want to cuddle.
The more you sleep the more I lay here and write.
The later it gets.
And the later it is.
And now it is
Now
Goodnight.
Monday, October 20, 2008
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