My mental ****** sends shivers down my spine. Don’t speak that word again…It will send me blind. You are still speaking to me, after saying that word. I can’t hear you right now. I’m in Heaven and it’s all a blur.
My body is tingling in anticipation. Will she speak another word as seductively attractive? Or will she just leave me in peace, so I can enjoy this? This pure contentment. This pure bliss.
This feeling of unadulterated ecstasy, To be found in her word. She is still talking and looking, As I drift through my Heavenly mind field.
Thinking of a context, in which this word would work best. I shall not think of it again…yet. I shall simply put it to the back of my mind. It is filed under ‘******’ and its secrets are mine.
For she clearly doesn’t see the effect she has on me. Please do not say that word again, yet. I have had my release. My jaw dropped open and I let out a sigh. She spoke. I gasped. I messed up my best line.
I was going to tell her, she is so beautiful; But the words didn’t get past the nerves. It’s a little uncomfortable. Being so close to a Goddess; But not being able to touch. So I shall leave now and hope another word, Can add such fire to my ****.
Pose me like I'm your toy Its better than being thrown away Don't ignore me boy I want you to adore me See me sparkle under the moon Smile with me- cry with me Fill me with all that is you It tastes so fufilling I want to be what you want When you dream I dance on the clouds Interlacing all our lies until you can't distinguish me from you So sweet- so ****- I'm all that you want