I think I discovered the world in your hazel-amber eyes.
So charmingly handsome, you gaze my way and the feelings are inescapable - like ocean waves crashing over my body, taking my breath away in its freezing water...
And my mind wonders;
The way your long callused fingers push roughly into my hips. Its as though I'm drowning in their embrace with no air to be taken in between deep kisses
My body shivering under the subtle twitches of yours as I take you in and taste the salty sweat dripping down your neck, slipping between my lips
Our tongues twisting, our legs entwined, my hands tangled in your rippled raven locks desperately trying to hold you closer than our bodies will even allow.
To make you mine, to keep you in that moment; your breathing shallow, my nails buried deep in the skin stretched over your curved spine
Desperately grinding our bones together until we reach the break - finally coming to the surface, gasping for air, grasping one another...
Oh, with nothing more than a glance and that signature crooked smile you have me.
I am caught in your tide, desperately longing for the calm in the wake of your arms. The caress of our hearts pressed and each beat taking me down, holding me up, and blowing me away.
Oct 30, 2012
Oct 30, 2012 at 12:37 AM UTC
I think I discovered the world in your hazel-amber eyes.
So charmingly handsome, you gaze my way and the feelings are inescapable - like ocean waves crashing over my body, taking my breath away in its freezing water...
And my mind wonders;
The way your long callused fingers push roughly into my hips. Its as though I'm drowning in their embrace with no air to be taken in between deep kisses
My body shivering under the subtle twitches of yours as I take you in and taste the salty sweat dripping down your neck, slipping between my lips
Our tongues twisting, our legs entwined, my hands tangled in your rippled raven locks desperately trying to hold you closer than our bodies will even allow.
To make you mine, to keep you in that moment; your breathing shallow, my nails buried deep in the skin stretched over your curved spine
Desperately grinding our bones together until we reach the break - finally coming to the surface, gasping for air, grasping one another...
Oh, with nothing more than a glance and that signature crooked smile you have me.
I am caught in your tide, desperately longing for the calm in the wake of your arms. The caress of our hearts pressed and each beat taking me down, holding me up, and blowing me away.
to: Douglas Park Martin
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