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I lay here, Fingers twirling through your hair, My slightly roughened fingers Delicately stroke the softest skin of your cheek... Your eyes, framed by the most beautifully curved, deep brown lashes.
Intense feelings, passions strong, awakened, stirring not felt for long. Kissing, touching, feels so right, arousal increasing, that I can’t fight.
Caressing your cold back, making you shiver as my hand travels up your cold spine. Making you smile widely in your tiredness. Eyes still closed.
WHEN I AM WITH YOU, I AM ME. When we talk, I learn We improve..... When we touch, I yearn We grow closer.... When we share, I imagine We discover.....
I am missing you dearly. I am thinking of you every second. You, not in my mind. Barely, rarely. And what else. Oh, your curly hair.
Sitting on the grass at the top of the cliff, we shared a bottle of red wine. The only sound was the rustling of the trees as the wind blew, sending goosebumps on our bare arms.
A love of delicacy, the mystical glances, a turgor of emotional excitement. This love swoops in the summer air of sunflowers' bloom and caresses the lips of nature.
I really enjoy spending time with you, even if we're just going to be sitting around and talking about nothing.
No one loves me like Matty. In all my darkest parts. Beneath the layers of my hearts. One for Matty. And one for my art. No one is as precious as my Matty. His emerald eyes show.
Laying my head on your pounding chest Knowing that being this close to you is the best Feeling a sense of relief And finally some self belief That no I'm not perfect But being my best friend is...
Dean: Dean was confused. Cas was angry at him, getting right up in his face, not something unusually about that, but the anger flamming in his eyes, that was different.
We shall meet each other in dreamland tonight. No matter how far apart, or close to my heart, I'll dance with you in my dreams this night. I'll be wearing a suit, a jacket and black tie.
It is a simple, Elegant feeling, Of comfort, Caring and healing, Just slipping into your arms, And laughing, At your quirks and charms, Where is complexity. Or unbridled anxiety.
If I tell you a secret, Will you keep it safe for me. Only tuck it in your pocket, And simply let it be. If I confide my secret, Will you keep it by your heart.
Tonight, tonight is the night we make love. Not sex with sweat and what not, but hearts that touch with feelings inside that won't separate.
That sudden flush of heat. As my eyes meet yours. Running at full speed. A love feeling so pure. That first touch. Sends tingles through me. The warmth of your skin. Making me feel free.
It started with a surprise from you, You only had said 'hey,' But that was just enough, To make my entire day.
Bring me closer. Hold my hand. Kiss my lips. Take my hand. Lips so sweet. It melts me. Touch so soft. I yearn for more. Your smile brightens my day. Makes me feels better. In every single way.
Johnny, Hello. It's Friday again and I've just got home (10:20pm UK time - like 3am where you are) from a monstrous three course chinese meal with some family.
Love is like Love is like the gift of life that cannot be replaced, I dream about you every night with my hands around your waist. You hold the key for my heart, You held it from the very start.
I'm going to bare my all. Show you who I am. I will strip away my layers. For you to applaud or damn. Each layer is like fine paper. Rip it gently for it'll tear. As the delicately removed layers.
I woke up from a dream within a dream, Felt you there, a fabrication held at the seams, Your scent filling my vacant consciousness, Emotion enveloping an unguarded, sleepiness, The memory of a touch,...
He wipes away my tears He looks into my swollen eyes, He is shocked with such a surprise. Tears rolling off my face, Dropping at a fast pace.
Did you mean what you said. I want to live in your breath, I want to live in your words, in your throat, in you.