VIRGO

tick tock, two seconds pass while walking through life with you... see these two seconds-- are on a stand still as I.. dream of you and fiend for you... an hour ago I was awake on the phone with you. several minutes ago I was welcoming your gaze at me from surreal visions in my mind.. thinking, tossing, turning.. today you're my aspiration, a hope, a prospect, a want, a wish I've only dreamed of now to be tangible, for me this moment, i live it, you're here in it and its vivid. this picture that im painting, you ＆ I, we can make it.. please remember this love I have for you cant be tainted. but my last thought remains. if i were to give you a chain. with my name. are you sure you would rock it? yesterday you were simply a dream of mine. you were there. there was you.. & I... not as separate beings but as one. pronouns.. us, we.. struggling to overcome obstacles on the way at times damaging and denouncing love, one things for sure.. throughout this fantasy... ill love you endlessly. can you fathom loving me unconditionally? so next time we're on the phone before I drift off to sleep we'll speak of the thoughts we hold inside. i honestly could love you with every ounce of me. i really, really could. unconditionally accepting everything about you. flaws, insecurities, troubles, the past. just everything. tomorrow comes with new promise. accepting you, I accept that you wear your heart on your sleeve when it comes to me. I know you, like a finger knows prints, like a hand knows to hold, like a heart knows to beat, like my arms know to reach out for you.. I love you like no other. so lets talk about you completing me. like the missing red heart to a piccasso blue period master piece. coming about before its time; before 1901-to-4. destined, fate, from the stars. my virgo constellation ＆ your new pisces moon romancing our personalities in an erotic tango. circa the beginning of time. if I had you, I wouldn't complain at all. yesterday was lonely, but today is optimistic, tomorrow is lovely. next week is waiting eagerly, next month is assuring, ＆ next year is consumed with us because by then I won't take no for an answer. so I use this time getting to know all that I don't. to love you, all of you, inside ＆ out you. trust me, trusting you. allow me to cup your heart in my hand. ill be right here when you need me. putting the pieces of love together, every missing piece found, fitting like a puzzle gradually becoming whole. I suppose now im rambling but the purpose of it all is to simply tell you, without you... id be incomplete.

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sandman

i'm fucking exhausted. insomnia and sexual frustration have taken over my life. i don't sleep and as I lay awake I have the worst, most detailed, wet day dreams. but see masturbation no longer cuts it and I can't put myself to bed. no more lame attempts at listening to classical music to soothe me late at night to sleep. I've decided if letters can be written to santa, than mr sandman will be receiving one from me. so, here i go.. dear mr. sandman... wait no no no, I've got it all wrong... my dear, handsome mr sandman , oh how I miss you so-- I feel as if its been forever since you've graced me with your calming, sheep counting presence. won't you come pay my a visit love? wrap me up in your cloud like arms, filling the space between reality and dreams so all that's left is the comic strip like zzz's.. im a little impatient dear, see.. when you aren't around my arousal factor rises with painted pictures, rather scenes like porn floating through my mind and causing a warmth between my thighs yet I have nobody to soothe my yearning. this frustration im feeling I can't handle any longer. lie weightlessly on top of me, having silent sweet conversations with the lost cells in my anterior hypothalamus and adjacent preoptic area of the base of my forebrain. so please come.. climb in this bed with me.. carry me off to dreamland, your land, sleep on the beach with the waves rhythmic lapping singing to me, warm sand, man take me with you. my soothing mr sandman, won't you come save me? send me a dream, make it the calmest dream I've ever seen.

you

if I could, id take all the pain that lingers within you, especially from that one spot in your chest that sets slightly to the left. id try to be the one that makes you happiest, ＆ hurts you the least. but see, when reality sets in ＆ you're hurt again because of her-- your current lover, I realize there's nothing I can do to soothe your soul; but I begin to pick up the shattered pieces of your heart ＆ slowly place them together binding them with time, effort, ＆ all the love that she... she didn't supply. I say im sorry for what she's done ＆ to me you give an unexpected reply, have you ever thought about how things could be if you would've chose me? back when my crush on you was full of optimism ＆ hope... dreaming of all the things that remind me of you ＆ I. all I could do was sigh-- see I've tried to explain to you over ＆ over again it isn't nor was it ever a matter of choosing you vs the next... or I wouldn't be here next to you now even though I know I need to beat my babygirl home, I already smell like your perfume ＆ stains from your makeup mixed tears remain on the collar of my track jacket... if you don't remember you chose another instead of pursuing me as your lover, never did you make it that apparent to me that it was my lovin you seek.

sex

She walks in the door. Candles lit, causing a... deep erotic scent. My silhouette is all that is visible to her. I grab her hand as I lead her to the couch. & I sit her down with an ease knowing tonight my intentions are to please. My lips tingle in anticipation for meeting hers with a sultry passion as though they are two strangers twisted in a circle of love never having met before but yet fiending for one another. Now I pause, glance into her eyes. While im moving inwards towards her neck and the scent of candles no longer lingers-- only her smell.& Its drives me in closer and I pull myself on her lap. Grinding slowly, tracing circles on her neck with the wetness of my tongue to be matched with the moist hotness from between.. My thighs. Yo She works hard to keep me satisfied, her days long. Working. & Now she's trying to work me, made her way on top of me. Pause.. I push her off me.. No baby. I whisper quietly. Please, all I want is that.. To please. I push her back and climb seductively on top of her, between her-- legs. I bite my bottom lip as I run my fingers down her body as if im conversing with her curves as the blind read brail. I know her, her body-- every inch, every movement conducted by it. I know her, her every sound-- gasp, sigh, moan, yell. I know she, she wants me. I pull the clothes from her body with love making motions, notions to the sweetness of her insides-- calling for me. Alluring to my sense. I need to taste her, to hear her, to be in and on her. I press my index finger to my lips as if I am requesting her silence, rather requesting no denial. Her legs part slightly more and my tongue slides directly to her core. It speaks to her body-- massages it with its tone-- loves with its rhythm.

painting

Painting a passionate picture in my head, baby come home.. See I've been waiting and .. Waiting; and.. To be honest I can't wait any longer. Now im.. Lying on the bed, glancing up at the ceiling and my fingers begin to read in between the lines, tracing the curves of my body as if they were letters.. And im warming my touch, for you. I hear the familiar sound of.. Keys jingling and the dead bolt being slide aside, the door opens. See I moan in anticipation because I know your home. Time for you to converse with my body, understanding its dialect and motion. Biting my bottom lip. Your kiss, a settle sweet kiss. See I've been fiending to feel your.. Lips against mine. Love and.. lust hold hands.. and fantasy drives them together to cause the tingle in my thigh. As my finger tips slip over the wetness btwn my legs I arch my back as my tongue slides into her mouth. I.. Smirk to myself as she plays hard to get. Prentending to be asleep, my arousal will wake her, for this I am sure of. And as she peers at me through low eyes pretending to be unscene I lift my finger to my lips and suck it softly then spell love down my body with short strokes ending in a passionate moan in her ear.