I stand by the window.. Looking at the beautiful starry night sky.. Wishing he could feel my ache.. The longing in the pit of my being.. The uncontrollable urge to be taken..
Looking back at him laying peacefully.. A small smile on his face as he slumbers.. Off in dreamland he rests.. As I keep looking over his beautiful, manly body.. I wonder if he knows how he makes me feel.. I wonder if he knows how his touch makes me shiver.. If he knows how I wish we could be connected forever.. How his kisses melt me into a soaking dripping mess.. How his glance caresses my soul..
Oh how I crave him.. How I yearn for those slow wet trails of kisses across my neck.. How I’m needy for his calloused hands all over my body.. How I hanker for him to take me leisurely.. As if he has all the time in the world.. How I wish for the deep, slow, torturous thrusts.. Looking deep into my soul.. Stealing it away with a simple perusal.. How I desire the slow ascension to the explosion.. Building, and taking us higher with every second.. How I hunger for that sexy, hoarse way he whisper my name.. As we explode into oblivion in each other’s arms.. Oh how I need to be taken..
I thought we were friends I thought I could trust you I thought you understood me I thought you knew me I thought you heard me I thought you saw me for me And then you touched me Then you kissed me Then you held me close Then you lay in my arms Lay in between my legs Then you told me I was sexy Then you told me I could be yours.. If only for a moment in time.. And then you had me.. Tasted me.. Devoured me.. Going so deep I didn’t know where you ended or where I began.. And once you had all of me.. You said nothing would change.. And then you disappeared..
I sit here watching you Looking at your face I suddenly realize You are not so handsome after all
I sit here listening to you speak Listening but not really hearing you Then I realize Your words aren’t so sweet after all
I sit here seeing you move Watching your hands And realize suddenly Your touch isn’t so soft and affectionate after all
I sit here peering at you gazing deep into your eyes And I realize suddenly Your eyes aren’t so deep and loving after all
I sit here wondering Maybe, just maybe, you are not it Maybe you are not my soul mate Maybe I’m not in love with you after all
I sit here saddened by a thought A thought I’m having for the first time since we met A thought sending shocks through my being A thought that maybe I just might have to break your heart And in turn break my own heart
Kiss my lips like I’m the air you need.. Taste my body like its the only thing that has ever and will ever fill you.. Hold me like my body is your anchor… Set my body on fire… Forget about the ache in your heart.. Forget about making love.. Forget about connecting with my lonely soul… Make my body come alive..
Make me moan..
Make me scream your name..
Make me shiver in lust..
Make me beg for more..
Make me forget about the rest of the world…
Make me forget about the ache deep within..
Make me forget about me..
Make me forget about him..
And I will make you forget about her.. Forget about my heart…My soul..My head… Forget about loving me.. Forget about making me yours.. Forget about a life time together.. Let us just think about this moment in time.. As long as you set my body on fire..
My soul speaks to you…
Your ego speaks to me..
You look into my eyes and you see unfathomable love..
I look into your eyes and all I see is cold lust…
You search my heart and all you find is longing..
I search your heart and all I find is emptiness…
You touch my body and you want to do like you did a hundred before me..
I touch your body and I want yours to be the only body I touch..
You need someone there to make you feel good about yourself..
I need someone there to love and complete me…
You open your mouth and all that flows out is vanity and lies..
I open my mouth and all that flows out is endless honesty..
You need to leave but you won’t because you are addicted to the sex…
I need to leave but I won’t because I am addicted to the thought of you loving me..
My lips speak to you and all you want to do is have a taste…
Your lips speak and all I want to do is be your girl for eternity…
I speak to you and all that comes out is question after question..
You speak to me and not a single answer makes an appearance..
I cant get enough of your sweet meaningless words…
You cant get enough of my soft touch and calming voice..
You spin your web of lies and trap me in..
I spin my web of naivety and hope and try to trap you…
We are forever stuck in a place that neither of us can escape…
You are the reason I draw breathes
The reason I open my eyes
The reason my heart beats a little too fast
The reason I can smell the blossoms
The reason I hear birds chip in the morning
The reason I smile
The reason my lips tingle with just a slight touch from yours
The reason my spine curves with just a stroke of your finger
You are the reason my body lights up with just a glance from your mesmerizing eyes
The reason my toes curl up in ecstasy every time I hear your deep baritone
You are the reason
My reason for everything
I have a confession .. Anywhere we are… Anytime.. I want to be where ever you are I want to see whatever you see.. To feel Everything you feel.. To swim in your happiness.. To drown in your sadness and misery.. To be part of every adventure.. Every moment.. To be a part of you.. To live in your soul…. To walk around your heart.. I want to know how to love you… How to make you smile.. How to make you cry.. How to make you lose your mind.. How to drive you mad with passion.. How to bring out the beast in you… How to make desire pour out of you.. And pour onto me.. How to make you violent.. I want to know every.. Because I am trapped.. Trapped within myself when you cross my mind..
A slave to a master..
I endure only pain.. Committed to a life of loneliness and despair.. Just a body with an empty soul..
How I wish to feel your callused hands caressing my soft skin.. Your tongue on my tongue, my neck, my nipple, my entire body.. To breathe the same air as you when you loom above me.. Close enough to ravish my mouth yet so far away.. To feel shivers move down my spine as you growl dirty,sweet nothings in my ear.. To feel the weight of your body as you lower onto me pressing me into the mattress.. The pleasure, pain of being connected to every part of you.. To hear the breathless grunts of you racing to the edge.. The slap of skin against skin in the quietened room.. To bear the ecstasy of going over the edge with you.. Oh love, how I wish you were mine..
Note: My awesome followers i just want to apologize for going AWOL on you all for the last few months. I had some pretty hectic family stuff to deal with but now I am back and i promise i’m back to stay. Thank you for continuing to support me and enjoy my creations. I love you all.
As i sit watching her from afar, watching her every move, her hazel innocent eyes, her soft pink lips, her voluptuous lustrous body,her long silky hair. I wonder is she thinking about me, does she even know i exist, every muscle in my body aches the more i am apart from her. All i want to do is walk up to her, grab her by her small waist and embrace her but i cant. I have to keep reminding myself i am married. I have a wonderful husband who adores me and i have to keep away from Anaise.
We met on a cold rainy night, my husband and i had just gotten into a big fight. I went on a drive to the closest coffee shop and the moment i walked into the shop my eyes went directly to her, in her short shorts, long shiny hair falling gently over her shoulders. I felt an instant connection that i didn’t understand, she walked right up to me and told me how breath taking i was, being so long since i heard that from anyone, i fell for her that very minute.
” I am Anaise” she said the words flowing seductively out of her.
” I am Yara” i responded quietly and nervously feeling extremely flushed. We talked all night long, laughing and flirting, i never understood the feelings i developed for her, a woman can never feel that way for another woman. I had been told this on many occasions. From that night on i could never stop thinking about her, every time i’m with my husband i cant stop comparing him to her. When he touches me, all i can think about is his hands are not as gentle as hers, when he kisses me all i can think about is his lips are not as soft and delicious as hers, when he makes love to me i feel a pang of guilt and disgust because i am faking what should be the most beautiful act between two people who love each other.
” Hey beautiful, wanna get out of here?” Anaise says, pulling me away from my thoughts as she sat down and kissed me on the cheek