She loves Spongebob and Marilyn Monroe...
0. And I don't appreciate that accusation.
Hover me Moon
Hang for me the tease
Dangle the dare before me
Offering little sight of flickering phantoms
If your breeze brushes just right
across the neon white of youthful breasts
All things silk will rise above gentle curves
inviting the talent of mid-night fingertips
Curl around me in stirring warmth
Thick with grazing kiss
Dewing the midst of thighs
Drawing through painted lips all that blades desire
slick of mouth, of skin repeatedly to moan the friction
I am open to your secret archaic slip of tongue
Subtle the craving, until vesper comes round and back again
Hearing my own thoughts tick
in sighs of whittled peaks
hungry, pouting tight in the pirouette
I am never alone
But silent enough to enjoy you
To feel glazed in seduction as an opal, polished and claimed
I shall dance with you upon me
Suspended in velvet pleasure
Lacing white through the conquering ache of painless charge
I’ll sing your applause
Across yielding vulnerabilities
Where you take from me the chase
I kneel in surrender, in repose
Knowing you will string for me
the most precious pearl of a Lady, a Mistress
Leaving me damp exposed to the elements I so adore
Sometimes I think coincidences are just that. I trust my gut to tell me if they mean more...
Though its hard to trust my gut right now, through all the butterflies you've got swarming in my Yummy with every brush of fingers or lips.
Aim is a jealous biatch...
-wishes you were here and she could curl up in your arms-
-wishes stupid people would spontaneously combust on a daily basis and therefore would like you to know she feels your pain-
No! And dun tell me what to do Christine! XD
Oh my....are you trying to get me in trouble here Mister Davies? -grins-
Bodies together facing
Senses open expanding
Nerves alive burning
Feather touches tingling
Mouths meeting crushing
Tongues twisting mingling
Salty sweet sharing
The taste of you
The taste of me
The taste of us
Really? Did you know....
You reach to me in all the dark places
Where have you not touched me?
The music plays, it is haunting, enthralling
You beckon me to dance, the dance of trust
To dance with abandon
To reveal my soul to reveal
The places where my passion dwells
Your breath is soft against my hair
I am ignited with your fire
I adore you
My perfect love you search
And know my heart
I feel your peace...your intensity
I am filled with your passion... your love
I am ignited...a flame ....
Your kiss steals my breath
And yet as we share that breath
We breath through each other
The taste of your mouth
I live in your love....
I adore you my Apollo
Phew....you had me worried there for a moment. Good thinking, blaming it ALL on a phone and that Potter kid.
I’m not quite sure why, but I have an affinity for characters that are somewhat mysterious or secretive. That’s not to say I like characters who are double agents or who conceal themselves for nefarious purposes. Oh no, it’s the shy characters or those who are hiding something out of necessity that I find the most intriguing.
You tell me....how mysterious an I madame? -let's the half curve of a grin linger upon her lips for a moment before smoothing out her dress and turning back-
Care for some ice cream Christine? -plucks bowls and spoons free, moments before left forgotten....perhaps-
It's a conspiracy I tell you!!!!
Not only did AIM refuse to allow me the beauty that is you-
Now FS is in on it, not telling me I had a new inbox item
-cries and clings to-
Why? -falls to knees- Why?
-stands, dips, and snogs thoroughly- breathless-
Take that world!!! We will NOT be denied out super smexi tiramisu snogs any longer!
Do you have any idea how hard this was for me? -sighs-
The. Bigger. The. Better. ;)