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So there it was just lying there like light to day before this thief in the night. A chance to fill my hunger with this beautiful creature ever so still within my sight. Do I dare or do I not with that chance of their voice saying no. Then again in chances taken how would I have ever really gotten to know. Their heavy breathing becomes mine as I move forward as to not give that chance of saying anything. A heavily beating heart to thought before finding my finger running down along their shirt string. Ever so gently grazing the exposed bare skin of their chest. A glimpse of a smile upon their face puts my assurance to rest. With their hand cupping mine while placing my hand elsewhere. A challenge I have already accepted from them if I do dare.  Undoing one button at a time to follow the trail beneath. In doing so a sye followed by a gentle moan is what was beque...

When you know a conversation with someone turns into more than just a conversation Especially when you catch that person looking into you with that hard anticipation. You know that look like they have been caught doing something wrong. When you know the only thing they wanna do is figure what will be our song. In that all defying moment when it is just you two and no one else will ever know. A hunger that lingers for their taste and touch with each passing second of passion that is to grow. Wanting to rip their skin off instead of their clothes just to be that close. An insatiable appetite for that person of which no-one else could ever pose. Making your fingers tingle when it feels like your touching them from the inside out. Trembling inside for no apparent reason as it is between you and them and that goes without any doubt. How to make it all stop when everything is telling you not to. Staying within your own skin and figuring what the hell to do. You gaz...

How does one really define and identify as one person being the one. Is it a series of well executed nites of going out and getting to know that person only out of fun. Does it just happen by chance that you were destined to meet that person who feels connected to you. And even if fortunate enough for all of this to happen what would you really do. In reflection of my past it may have been easier to dismiss such things as they were. So black and white the pages and never really appreciating everything in its vibrant color. Not realizing at the time that within myself was broken and looking to mend. All of the mistakes made along the way in doing so and never realizing the message I would send. Only the people I thought were hurt along the way was everyone else but me. Now in my years and experiences of achievement I can reflect on those days and truly see. The only person so effected by all of that was myself and to my very soul of who I was. Now it has been some years ...

How it fares to be a creature of the night. To see everything you do in the day only in a different light. How a heart soars while dancing with Mother Moon and all of her Stars. So quietly close to the heavens and all of those dreams of here and of far. Talking to greater powers that be for guidance and inner peace. To grasp a better perspective of life and all it has to lease. Amazing isn't it how reflections look in the night sky. Unlike the light of day that may blind some to things staring at them right in the eye. Even listening to your own breathing is never as calm as it is during the middle of the night. Of course being a creature of passion is also best when it is burning bright. Letting go and enjoying the feats of the day. Honestly only at night is one to do this no better way. Enjoying the Mother Moon in her dark light is as ghostly and heavenly as it all to be. Triggering the very heart and soul of one living a...

To see things for what they are in that moment it presents itself to you. Do you keep it to yourself or call it for what it is, what would you do. The ability to have vision most do not is at times a burden in of itself you see. The ability to have that voice and mindset in freeing your thought to that moment openly. Some say there is no couth for such a thing. I say open it up and let it pour like music, let it sing. Hey Hey Don't Ya Know Don't Ya Know You See It, I See It, They Want To Be It. The one who makes you smile and let this grow. Not being the one upon a side bench of which I sit. As with anything in life, for sure is never certain. As do I when saying what needs to be said that you will not drawl yourself to a close behind a curtain. For effective communication is the true language of love though be it on so many levels. The rest is in the response, of which it to, is like casting spells...

This moment I am in looking at you. In the very way your body looks in those jeans snuggling everything I wanna do. The shirt and how it exposes your skin to your waist line so bare. I wish for it to be closer so that I may let my tongue roam everywhere. Watching everything else on your body respond to my every touch with my watchful eye. Interesting to see those jeans go from flat against your skin to straight in the sky. Undoing that nickel button like Christmas to look at what I got. To start the unzipping with my teeth as I start at your wet spot. Your deep breath which is followed by a deeper rich moan. It bursts out at me as it has been unleashed and oh my, has it grown. Teasing me as you begin to dance it across my face while staring me down. Making me wet in the process and making me eagerly wanting to please you without making a sound. As you drawl those lips closer, I feel the hotness of your breath mixed with...

You To Me Make Perfect Sense. With Your Love So Heavy And Intense. Others May Feel That They Could Cut It With A Knife. Everyone When They Are Near Us In Our So-called Life. Knowing That When We Are Near. Our Love They Feel They Never Fear. It Encompasses Everything Around Us. To The Touch, The Smell, The Taste, Without Fuss. Some May Say It Is Sick To Be This Way. Such Passion As We Share Day After Day.  Who Is Anyone Really To Judge What They See. Until They To Have Had The Experience In Living As Such In ?LoveMe?