I get distracted easily. I get distracted easily while you shower me with kindness. It comes to you so naturally and I am so sensitive to your little comments, concerns for my safety and constant eye for my well-being. How to tell you that your accidentally awakening the sleeping mistress in me by Unknowingly making me crave you?
I often run my fingers gently on my skin, tracing my silhouette while you speak. Thinking what it would be like to be under your protection and how wet that makes me. Would you find me weird? Unintended romanticism is what I label our friendship as I wonder what you smell and taste like as we talk about spirituality , big life questions and family life. Would you look at me the same if you knew?
I want to feel your warm hands caressing my cold back as I feel your breath on my neck. I want to press up against you while running my fingers through your hair kissing my way from your forehead to the tip of your nose. I want to stick my tongue out and gently draw the outline of your lips while I thrust my hips forward asking you to take me.
I want, I want and I want. I get distracted easily, too many details. You are a soul so effortlessly beautiful that I cannot contain myself and where my mind wanders to.