As I write this I still taste your lips that were as gentle as an oceans wave after the calming of a storm. Also, as I write this I tremble in the thought of even thinking of the moment in order to try write about something so I will write while shedding tears of joy and sadness of this occasion. As I write this my body still receivs slight tremors and a bit of aftershock after the earthquake between your thighs made me realize that I think I want to move to California. Why? Well because I remember my teacher saying when I was in elementary school that there was something wrong with the "plates" yea, thats it the "plates" so earthquakes would happen their frequently. So I would go to California and try to see if I could mimmic a moment even remotely close to what we would or what I would want to share with you. As I write this, the smell of cherry blossom vapors now begin to settle within the AC ducts and while faint to the untrained K-9 I manage to embrace this scent and it smoldered my world like smoke from the flames of a burning building. But in this fire my heart would suffer 3rd degree burns while my body suffered mental lashes and bruises because of how it yearns for you. And excuse me if I am not using the correct past tense, but I can tell that you were way passed tensed and the clock is striking 1 am and ten pass then, and I am still thinking of the thought of GOING IN...A little different than what Wayne song meant, but if he saw you the whole pretense of that song would have changed and he too would want to be GOING IN...YOU...
And As I write this, it would be after taking a 5 minute break from writing the last line and to mentally embrace how the warmth between your thighs could have heated up the household that was trapped in a terrible snowstorm in below zero degree weather. So many lips to kiss and so little time, but once they were all kissed time would slow down, your heartbeat would rumble louder than a stampede and louder than the drums that those Africans played in Kanye West video...you know? not the one about you being So Amazing because although that would be the perfect song to dedicate to you that was not the song I was referring to in the first place...but the other one about love and lockdown ya know...cause my goal would be "Keeping your love lockdown, your love lockdown, she keeps her love lock down for youuuu" So the song replays in my head continuously or at least the drums will and I will lay here in the middle of my bed holding the pillow that was left with your scent...you know the one that smoldered the room? Yea that one...So now I lay here and drive myself crazy thinking of you and hug the sheets that your body once laid upon and cherish the day that I imagined sharing in the delights of your sweetest taboo. but As I write this...It only hurts to know that it was a moment so close to happening but stopped because this isn't a movie and things do not always lead to happy ending in the real world and all I can hope is that the display of my heartbreak will lead to oscars and a few other nominations...As I write this, I think about all the places I would like to be right now...the list goes as follows and in no particular order: Disney World and in your arms...But, I think the magic within your arms, your eyes, your lips, your thighs, your sun, your moon, your heaven and your earth, would have made even the great Walt Disney changed the name of his million dollar corporation to yours...As I write this last line the words can not even be found to tell you the feelings I have inside for you...just know that they are there...waiting...
waiting...
waiting...
I put my pen down and close my eyes and hope to dream about this moment all over again...hoping to never wake up...
>
I love it!
ReplyDelete