?LoveMe?

Your words and how you speak them is what intoxicates me. To close my eyes and feel everything I see. Your words are so layered and rich. Like that of a sweet succulent dessert to satisfy my sweet tooth itch. Your words of invitation are the ones I like when we greet. So full of texture I feel to run my fingers everywhere we would like to meet. Your words of leading and borderline lust. Are the very words that I cannot control myself on the inside without feeling like I could bust. Your words into my ear with that of a gentle hum and whisper turning me to water with ripples. Navigating me as you go deeper into my delicacies making mine breath for anticipation instead of speaking in riddles. Your words now are no longer than your lips barely feeling mine. As my fingers touching you now on all of your nine. Your words now are at the end of your tongue in tasting my lips. As you boast me around with your arms onto your carrying hips. Your words still lingering in my head. Being careful ...

I always know that no matter what. When you walk through my door you manage to put a smile on my face. The way you just walk right on in and take command like you own the place. Wanting to know what I am making for dinner and such. Never asking for more than just a little to much. The way you dance around the kitchen with me in getting everything ready. Always seems like there is some pasta dish linguine or spaghetti. Telling me all about your day and genuinely caring about mine. Smacking your fingers while in the sauce and asking you to pass the thyme. The sound of conversation and laughter filling the air of my home. It is hell of lot better than cooking dinner and to eat all alone. I love the way you set up the table for us and fill our glasses with wine. As I bring to the table the food that feeds the soul and keeps the heart happy along with mine. You bid a toast to me, you, and us as we enjoy this meal. In my heart I feel your truth to that and know t...

To this world of worldly things and there it be known that there are those who do feel all alone. Facing your naked self with such raw emotion to feelings on how deep thy are to devotion. Anything wrong in the traditional being with the ole and keeping it real and not so fictional. Carry the burden of loneliness upon a heavy heart that is capable of being so much more than somebody else’s great start.  Knowing fate and that nobody else could ever be big enough to share it with on the level of love it or hate. At least in being honest and proud that thy need not take names or even scream or shout. Living is easier this way especially when all thy does is feel everything within without much to say. Everybody else’s life a picture window in plain site in doing what they do even if it is not right. Keep on living the full life thine has and is to be especially proud when it boils down that I am the only one truly capable of life in ?LoveMe?

You are good at listening to the words. How are you at feeling them. Your open just enough to take the words in. Just not open enough to experience them. Listening to and taking the words is only one side of this conversation. When I say your just not getting it is usually something shy short of being felt by you. So when the words I say fell on deaf's ear, this is what I mean. So long as it is better heard and not seen. Does this answer your question of what more do you want from me. A little less of just being and little more of just ?Love(ing)Me?

Working as I usually am when you walked by. The, "Oh My God-they caught me looking, "look with that devilish smile out the side of my eye. Your whole demeanor changes as though you have been caught with your hand in the jar. If you were the one to be an ass and act a fool then yes the fear of your secret will go far. You get flush as though your secret is exposed for the whole world to see. Just be the person I know you are and yes your secret will stay between just you and me. You know that if I were only after one thing that that would have happened by now. You know that the trust is good here as you look to me in making this secret work somehow. It will work itself out as life usually does and that’s just the way it goes. Till then just know that our secret is safe with me in that nobody else knows. So just go about the everyday and live, live, live for the whole world to see. Our secret will do what it does and I have no doubt that your gonna? LoveMe?

You are the only one who can walk into my life no matter what was said or done. As much as we both know it would never work and yet our hearts keep saying your the one. Too wild and could never be captive by anything most certainly that of love. And of the other to free as to fly on the wings of a snow white dove. Living life as though nothing ever is missing. When together you find us secretly holding hands or deeply kissing. Though the times spent together passionately are very explosive. They are rare to devour so we take the time and make the most of. When all is said and finished. We part with the hungry look to each other and know nothing has been diminished. You go back to being wild like the animal of the wood. I fly freely into the scenery and enjoy as I always could. Till we meet again at the same watering hole for whatever reason there be no end. This free animalistic adventure of us passionately engaging in our sensuous lust in transcend. As we both do what we do in everyda...

I felt your love the moment you said hi I felt your love the moment you caught my eye. I feel your love the moment your lips slowly reach mine. I feel your love the moment you made me yours for the rest of time. I feel your love the moment you tingle me inside when grazing me with your finger. I feel your love the moment your making sweet slow passionate love to me and how you make it linger. I feel your love the moment you shine your light for all to see. I feel your love the moment you make it very well known how much you are in to ?Love(ing)Me?