Her Gift

Softly she was carried into my world. She was a swift summer breeze that made it's way into my heart. I don't know if I was looking and she found me, or if she was simply meant to make her way into my direction. Either way I'm glad that she did. That's the thing about existing, one can never truly know what lays ahead. We may predict that which goes up must come down but shall it land? I tossed my heart up and it landed in the palm of hand. She's free to do with it as she sees fit. Haunted by the many stars that dance the nights sky... She dances with a whole new rhythm that I've never heard...and I like it. She's seduction itself and has me wishing upon a star. So do I take her by the waist and pull her close, look into her eyes and express the new beat my heart rocks too? Do I express to this wind that I want our bodies so close that you can't tell where her skin begins and where mine end? Do I run my fingers through her hair while caressing the small of her back, while my gently wet lips kiss her softly at the base of her neck? Do I face her and let her her feel the throbbing passion that's growing between my legs? When she feels the 'pressing issue' below, do I reach down and firmly grab her ass cheeks and pull her up so that her legs wrap around me? Do I allow her arms to wrap around my neck, or do I lean back and whisper, 'no! Put em in the air!' while I carry her to the kitchen? Do I play in the small puddle between her legs? I'm thinking I should have her lean back onto one hand and have her put the other one on her propped up knee, while the other leg dangles off the counters edge. Yea, I like that!!! Do I leave her there as I go to the frig? NO!! I think I'll keep my left hand firmly grasping her calf as my right hand reaches behind me to grab the 1st thing my finger tips find in the box---yes!!!...chocolate syrup...yes!!! Should I pour it upon her inner thigh? Not yet. First let me reach back for an ice cube to rub across the gape of her neck until it starts to melt down her beautiful body. Should I chase where it flows across her breast? Yea I think so...well at least the left nipple. Is it time for that syrup? Oh hell yea!!! It's time to lay back while I dip you into a whole new waterfall of chocolate. I'm thinking that I should set restrictions on how to clean up the mess we're making....as I drip syrup all up and down your body, paying special attention to your neck, nibbles, breast...yea I separated nipples from breast......I'll show you why in a second. Then I leave drops across your stomach, which leads down to your pouncing clit, where I pay special attennnn....fuck it, I can't control myself any longer and I dive in head first. I pay really good attention to where the syrup has dripped, licking every itch of the canvas that has been painted brown. It has fallen into places that require your body to be shifted with your legs in the air. My tongue grows more and more excited......to be continued :)

You Better Know

If you seek me and I’m not there… Keep looking!!! If you feel lost… Remember me!!! When you’re down… Feel me carry you!!! If there’s distance between us… Pull me closer!!! If there’s silence amid us… Scream!!! If you wake and reach for me and I am not found… Search for me!!! If your mirror speaks negativity… Remember my words spoken through my eyes!!! When it seems impossible… There is nothing…I do mean nothing that’s impossible!!!