ozblacke

I enter the room and see you standing across the way. Facing away from me, I pause a moment and gaze at you. Silently watching you, taking you in. My eyes roaming over your body, your strong back, your beautiful hips, your sexy legs. Your hips swing to the left as you switch your weight to your other foot, my eyes snap to the curve of your ass, staring. In a flash, my mind breaks you down into hundreds of geometric shapes. I marvel as I watch simple rods, cones, spheres, cubes and cylinders combine into one wondrous form. Forming you, beautiful, sexual. You shift your weight again and my mind swings with your hips, clicking to the right. I can see through you now, inside you. Gazing at the passionate fires inside. Blinded by the lightning arcing across your thoughts. My mind reeling in the infinite possibilities in all that I see there. All this happens in an instant, a blink of an eye. You smile softly to yourself, a smile I can't physically see, but I know it is there. The curve of your luscious lips. I cross the room silently, moving quickly. My hands are on your hips before you expect them there. You feel my breath at the back of your neck. My hands slowly creeping around your waist, my finger tips slipping just below your jeans as I rest my hands on your stomach. I gently pull your hips back, letting you rest against me as I kiss your neck softly, my lips barely brushing your skin. You twist trying to face me, but my hands hold you still. Slowly I kiss along the back of your neck, breathing in deeply, the smell of your skin, your hair. Tasting your skin with my lips. My hands holding you, fingertips tracing little patterns on your stomach. You reach a hand up, caressing my face, moving up to hold my head, a soft moan escapes your lips. I whisper into your ear, sweet nothings. But more than nothings, true words, speaking of your beauty, your grace, letting you know all of the wonderful things I think and feel when I look at you. I kiss the back of your neck, right at the top of your spine, my tongue lightly licking your skin. A small shiver runs up your back, another moan drifts into the air, you squirm against me, twisting sharply you turn to wrap your arms around me, to kiss me and hold me. You spin, a smile on your face, your eyes seeking mine and finding.. nothing. I'm gone. And with a sadness you realize, I was never really there at all.