Enraptured.
The depth of you is too deep for me to wash away. My tongue wrapped around the vermillion border of your lips. I taste your skin. My hands caress against each pore of your face. Slowly streaking sensually along the ridges of your cheekbone and down to the core of your neck. Oh, I love the warmth of you. Our eyes meet and then mine gradually lock into the presence of your soul. Eyes sunken into a world of extreme darkness. I see beyond your chestnut pupils. I want all of you. I want to hear your sweet moans. Begging for me to release the grasp I have on your vitality. Gasping for air, but I’m not quite ready to unleash my grip yet. The light of your spirit captures me every time I gaze into your existence. The calmness of your love quivers down my spine. I can’t surrender the chills that overcome me when I’m with you. I won’t. Let me become one with you. Smother you in the golden trimming of my tongue. We can take a walk in the tropical paradise of your sunset. My fingers enjoying ...