Category: Writers Block
My mind streches along these lonely sheets everytime I begin to Remiss him. I always return to the last moments we had caressing each other's warm bodies and finding ourselves wrapped in passionate embraces. He has always been an inpiration to me even when his eyes are not always on me. I study every move he make just waiting and wondering when he will be mine again. Multiple offers from other men seem tempting but I will not give then my heart and soul like I did him. Remembering all those warm winter afternoon tangled in his arms, even though the air outside was icy, it was humid amungst us both. He expressed to me feeling I had never felt nor seen in a man before. Not of tears or false love, but a true love which had reached out deep into my soul capitivating my inner regions of my brain.
This man had found parts of my life I had never explored and made more sense of everything I had been thinking and wondering about seem more understandable. I was and still am young and at his age which is significantly older than I, we found peace inside each other. Somedays I forget completely of the years he has accomplished oveer my own and it seems like there is no such thing as age. But his maturity and my strong spirit have made the "perfect pair". We have been able to see past each other's differences and love what each other can bring to the table for what we are lacking within oursekves.
But regressing back to my memory of the wild, crazy, and seductive encounters between him and I, he has tought me so much and at my age I thought I knew it all. As for our relationship however he is not the only teacher. I have tought him various things as well. Between us both I grow more fonding of him day by day. This man has never let me down and he has always been an important part of my life.
His hands move along my body even without sight he can see me for who I really am. I feel that him not having his sight makes him a better lover just for the reason alone making love is not about looking down your partner and finding what you do and do not like with yours eyes, it is much more intimate if you feel with your hands and really get a grasp on the person, so to speak. I know he is not 100% mine be he has all of mine and I have all of his love.
If I get a partner like this, I'm sure my ding dong will become a sighted. hahah. One way love. eh?
I do feel of my ex's. but that won't last long since once if they are moving off, which means they aren't liking us for some reason. Why should I, then?
Raaj.
This was interesting and it inspired me to write, which is something I rarely do. I was almost finished with it and my computer froze up and lost it. grrr. i'll rewrite it, though. I liked this.
Yeah, I like it too. You should write more.
Thank you all but the actual topic is both ways but it is bassed on a female experience.