come on now, make me love you! those tantalizing fingers tapping on the table sing a rhythm that my body wants to dance to, those eyes agleam with laughter light tingles on my skin that flame to wish and want and please don’t make me wait while the smile that curves those lips should press against my neck yes, there right at the nape that spot where just a single breath can turn my knees to kneeling can make my heart skips beats and move my pulse points low a hot anticipation of the pleasure of your company tonight.
Lonely is the echo of your voice in empty ears where no voice sounds, it is the burning deep inside dry eyes where tears have drained down sallow cheeks bereft of colour, no glow left from passion no rounding from the smile the thought of you brought forth; lonely is the deepest darkest place I have ever been, no promise here of light or of redemption, no kiss no touch to raise the hope that lonely is a temporary thing soon to be healed by a new together.
It is hard to let go but they cannot tell us how sick the treatment makes them feel, how much it hurts or how exhausted they are.
18 years is a good life for a cat, he is not going to get better and he is going to be alive, not living. I hope your daughter changes her mind about this.
Oh the scent of you, the sight of you the well-imagined warmth of you just you against my fingertips and you the object of my lips' obsession with your shape and form fixated on the texture and the taste determination not to waste a drop a fragment or a crumb of chocolate.
Woke up to a dream of eating chocolate this morning. Rich, dark semi-sweet chocolate. Intense.
If I feel like it. I like my kitchen to be very clean but that is more focused on the counters, stove and sinks, If something spills, I mop but it is just me here and if my feet stay clean while I am wandering around the house it will do.
I’m hungry at the edges for the all enfolding comfort of your hug, a snuggle down, a squeeze me tight, a kiss me on the eyelids super hug that tells me I am special, that you want me; that we fit together in the magic way that happens now and then, a hug that holds on till I stir, I breathe my warmth against your neck and stroke you with my lashes, a signal that I’m hungry deep inside me for the moments we’ll be starting with a kiss.
I find the forums are the best way to get a serious insight into peoples' real natures especially when the debate gets hot and heavy.
Speaking for myself, despite my geographical distance from pretty much everyone, I would pursue a connection that felt appealing.
So while I see your point I think it doesn't necessarily givve an accurate picture of what happens here. The search for a partner makes one vulnerable, many here have been hurt before, it is only natural to have defences in place.
Hold me in your arms just rock me to the rhythm of the sea outside the window let me taste the salt across your knuckles as you hold me, keep me close. Hold me in your arms just let me feel your heart against my back a sweet percussion as I turn my head to nuzzle at the deep warm scent that folds me into helpless in your arms, as you hold me.
A bit of both for me, I think opportunity knocks and gives us the choice to waste the chance of a lifetime. Of course I tend to do things on the spur of the moment and that's my cover story!
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RE: my oh my
have fun. it gets a little odd here at times.