When he asked me if he could take off my shirt i was hesitant but i didnt know what his intentions were so i allowed him to slip it off of my body.
He took his off too and i could see clearly every muscle of his chest. amazing.
he kissed me and held me close to him.
the feel of his bare chest against mine was mesmorizing. his skin was smooth and warm. he held me in a way that made me feel like being there forever.
we wrapped out bodies around one another and one might think we would get tangled but instead we fit together like corresponding peices. made for eachother. a perfect match.
all i could do was smile as i felt his warm hands trace the curves of my spine. up and down. over and over. occasionally he would pause at the nape of my neck to trace imaginary circles with his fingertips, then he would go back to stroking the curves of my body.
and then at times he would just wrap his his arms around my waist and pull me closer to him. so close there was nothing between us. everything else didnt matter when he did that. nothing in my life even measured up to the love i feel for him. not in the slightest.
then there were those moments when he just stared at me. Like i had completed him in a way. like there was nothing else that existed but me and him. then he would kiss me softly. gently and subtle.
he knew that he drove me crazy when he would put his lips to my neck and just breathe. sometimes he would kiss my collerbone or bite my neck playfully. he knew exactly what to do at the right time and i was glad to know that we fit together so well.
to know that we could be so clse without actually doing anything too over the top made me realize there was nothing in the world like this.
because even thoughi knew he wanted to- bad. and i wanted to just as bad. he was content just like this and so was i... just like this forever...
He took his off too and i could see clearly every muscle of his chest. amazing.
he kissed me and held me close to him.
the feel of his bare chest against mine was mesmorizing. his skin was smooth and warm. he held me in a way that made me feel like being there forever.
we wrapped out bodies around one another and one might think we would get tangled but instead we fit together like corresponding peices. made for eachother. a perfect match.
all i could do was smile as i felt his warm hands trace the curves of my spine. up and down. over and over. occasionally he would pause at the nape of my neck to trace imaginary circles with his fingertips, then he would go back to stroking the curves of my body.
and then at times he would just wrap his his arms around my waist and pull me closer to him. so close there was nothing between us. everything else didnt matter when he did that. nothing in my life even measured up to the love i feel for him. not in the slightest.
then there were those moments when he just stared at me. Like i had completed him in a way. like there was nothing else that existed but me and him. then he would kiss me softly. gently and subtle.
he knew that he drove me crazy when he would put his lips to my neck and just breathe. sometimes he would kiss my collerbone or bite my neck playfully. he knew exactly what to do at the right time and i was glad to know that we fit together so well.
to know that we could be so clse without actually doing anything too over the top made me realize there was nothing in the world like this.
because even thoughi knew he wanted to- bad. and i wanted to just as bad. he was content just like this and so was i... just like this forever...
authours note: well im pretty sure this poem...thingy speaks for itself but for those who may want to know NO this has never happened to me... it was a daydream i had last night before i went to bed. (: please comment. mrgreen
-jeanea
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