ladymuse

Breathless


Imagination running wild. It was just a figure of speech until just now. I read the words and look at the pictures and I keep wanting more than I can see. There is a trail of candy kisses but it doesnt lead anywhere.

I know this person at least a little. I have seen her vulnerable and strong. Dressed, and partially undressed. I have heard her voice and her laughter. I have even felt her lips. But this feeling is new. Whats behind the curtain? My breath is suddenly shallow and I feel the little tingles that mean my body is responding to the images in my thoughts. Maybe its that same old challenge..you think you cant be touched? I will touch you. I will touch you so sweetly that you will let me continue. And then. I dont have to be sweet, I am afraid of nothing. I wont let up, I wont let go until you are limp and satisfied and spoiled. My mouth and my tongue hurt for wanting to touch the soft pink places.

I have learned. I still have much to learn. I will close my eyes and imagine that we teach each other. I dont think I will sleep tonight.