Reminiscing .. and I imagine: Your hair, at the length that I like. I run my fingertips through the nappy curls and massage your scalp. Your face, you hate it. I kiss the skin that to me is divine. Your eyes, ones that melt my heart. I imagine staring at those eyes everyday for the rest… Continue reading You Make Me Weak
Gaze into the eyes. Ignite the fire. Unite the lips. Kiss the neck. Trail the body with the tip. Indulge in the juices. Feel the throb, the shudder. The heartbeat quicken. Retrace the path. Enter. Exit. Forever this moment will be something that you CRAVE.