My sweet,
I thought about you a lot today. But not in the same way I normally do everyday though, when I think how good it feels to have you next to me, what a friend are partner you are. Today I thought of you under the sheets, the scent of one of your good perfumes mixed with your own woman scent.
I thought about your long, straight hair covering your breasts and how I gently put them aside, slowly, until those little rosy spots are revealed, those sacred fountains of life and pleasure.
It feels great to kiss any part of your body, to softly taste the salt in your swear with my lips, that excites and feeds me. It feels great to sense your pubic hair shrive while your almost mute voice asks me again and again: “kiss… kiss… kiss...”
I miss your lips when they touch my skin, or when they dare to say little obscene, almost naïve things, in that bashful tone of yours, that almost makes them sound like prayers. I miss your hands, so tinny, so gentle, so beautiful and so knowledgeable, using gestures to discover the right way to make me desire you even more.
Today, my darling, hours seem to be taking longer than usual to go by. I can’t wait for the moment to see you opening the door for me, with your broad and usual smile, and I can swiftly take you to the comfort of our soft bed, the only place in the world where all the problems of the world stay outside and where we actually give ourselves to each other and to the deepest of our souls.
A passionate kiss from
Written By MasterOfLove On 2006-11-27
