Sunday 28 March 2010

Wake Up to the Morning Light.


My heart thuds slow but strong; sending through my body a wave of euphoria, creating ripples through my core, reminding me that home is in your arms.
Your presence is my sanity and your absence brings a literal ache; for one so strong, I feel so vulnerable and I enjoy the rare taste of it.
Blissful brushes of your lips against my neck leave me bare and stricken, you kiss my skin, you tease me with your fingertips, you whisper into my ear.
I shiver at your touch.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

SO SENSUAL BRR