Stuff on my mind... in my heart, things that make me smile, laugh, think... What inspires me, confuses me, entertains me... I love this especially, from author Thornton Wilder: "We can only be said to be alive in those moments when our hearts are conscious of our treasures." That, is perfect...

Saturday, January 9, 2010

Yes


And in this place and time, in this moment, I still see it, can feel that warmth surrounding me, being totally surrounded and consumed and knowing that I as I probe your depths, it is you that is inside me... I feel that incredible warmth, heat that holds me, floating, transfixed, lost in this moment of anticipation, building, yearning... yes, I, am, inside... inside you, all the way, but it is not enough, never enough, the fever, hold me right there, clench around me, hold me in your nether depths like you want to take all of me... moist urgency, clenching muscles, then clenching teeth, fists, butt muscles, all a symphony of sex, yes, not moving now, just holding here, can I go on, is there another millimeter that I could push further, can you spread for me a little more, take me in deeper, I can't be in deep enough, should we go on from here, start the fever, frenzied push that leave us gasping and heaving, and leaving some of me in you... as your eyes hold me, hold me right here, just as tightly as your sheath grabs me and beckons me further... let us hold on, right here, right now, and know that this moment, it is not about completion... that will take care of itself, but in this moment we are complete, the puzzle pieces fit, the clocks have all stopped, the calendar has no meaning - we have this moment, we are this moment, we cannot be deprived of what is here, what is now...
Sliding back, not out, knowing that at some point, I must take leave of you, but for now, let us go forth into this great adventure, let us find that rhythm, ride this wave, take this moment, and build on momentum, I want you, take me further into your depths, have me now, take me all the way, this great act of acceptance, not to fulfill some want, to scratch some itch, not to play out some evolutionary urge, but take me, have me, all of me, let me, show me, urge me, yes, yes, I cannot close my eyes, as you own those, I feel that beckoning urgency, you clasp my soul with your pools of light, and your body composes the symphony of echoes, and cries, and grasp around me, urging me to fill you, fill you, take out that last oozing ounce of emptiness, and have me splash inside you with a willing, aching, yawning yes... yes, now... we have this moment, and then can freeze it, keep it, call it up and lovingly turn it over... yes
No hurry, no worry, no haste... just being, being inside you...yes... being, being inside you, let us hold onto this, being together, inside you, this moment is forever...

8 comments:

  1. you totally didn't need the pic.

    ~blushing~

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  2. I know, but nowadays, it's all about the visuals, right? I like to think that my words paint pictures, but... did you enjoy the story?

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  3. that's what i meant by you not needing the pic. your words painted the picture perfectly. and yes, i enjoyed your story.

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  4. glad that you liked it... really, it touches me that you would come here, read this and give me your comments...

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  5. Very intense, very visual, and yes you didn't need the picture. But we both know the picture is what draws the reader in first, then the words captures them, and your words did just that... Excellent write...

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  6. Oh, the picture was great also.. lol ..

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  7. Now there is that great writing we all fell in love with oh so long ago... whew.. what can I say ;-) what a wonderful symphony :-)

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  8. 1man - thank you for the comments, I really do appreciate them very much... I love it when the words come to me like that... And really, I just put pictures up because it's expected...

    Liane, thank you, your words mean so much to me... so, so much - I am touched that you enjoyed it.

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