*this isn't erotica by any means, but I wanted to post it here anyway.*
Your beauty astounds me, leaving me gasping for reality. An angel, whose wings have been misplaced, you landed upon my pillow and begged me to suffer you life. I obliged, as I twirled your glossy hair between my fingers, wondering how it is that I could be dealt such a card - highest in the deck.
I can't bare to look into your eyes - so like icy skies that I lose myself and forget my name. Yet yours stays with me even when I sleep. I can't forget you. Feeling ghostly hints of tears forming, I look away, but this hurts, so I look down once more and drown.. Oh god, glorious torture. Your eyes hold me captivated as candle light shimmers and gentle pleasures dance within the reflective flames.
I fear you. Is this wrong of me to admit? As my hand travels down over your shoulder, across the contours of your side and hip, I tremble. You smile. And my world slips through erotic crevices - dark and depthless.
You call me Baby, as you demand my tongue and flesh. Unable to resist, I give you every bit I have to offer and silently cry as I feel my soul slip free and evade my desperate grasp. As you sleep, peaceful and beautiful, I find my soul resting beside you and I wonder:
You are too beautiful. I am modest and humble. When I touch you, I feel heaven and earth collide, the oceans rising, threatening to flood this mind and drag it to the bottom of existence.
And despite this; the tears, the fear, the shadowing doubt and the chilled wonder - I find you irresistable and know that if I am only given a short amount of time to indulge in your magnificence, then by god tonight is my night and I will not leave you untouched.
As you sleep, I run my hand over and over, memorizing every blessed bit of you. And as you breathe with ease, I can't catch my breath and I fall into you, where I belong. Even if it's just for tonight, I fall and all I can do is wish for forever and pray that morning never dawns.
Beautiful. Bittersweet, soulful, and passionate. Great great write! :)
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