You fill me with breath and you take it away. I still can’t believe how you opened my heart in a way that awakened my very soul. In the beginning, it was not about romancing each other. I thought of you as a friend, and possible lover. But the day came that I looked into your eyes, and I knew, the feelings I had were more than I expected, or wanted. It’s true.
We’d crossed the line of keeping it simple. Being together was what we craved. As we touched, we felt a connection so deep that our hearts were enslaved. Like paint mixing and swirling... it's beauty is not fully known until the picture is finished. The things we experienced and brought us together were something we cherished.
When I reflect on how I feel at your touch, I close my eyes because the though of "us" is too much. Pleasure takes over until I’m no longer aware. Your fingers trace over my skin, igniting the desire burning there. Fulfillment is inevitable, and we are one without restraint. I feel your warm breath on mine...and it becomes clear that;