The Only Kiss

There’s an addiction to his touch that draws her close to him. Even when it is just his eyes of seduction that calls out to her. She can hold fast as long as his breath does not reach her neck. Something about the heat of him smelling her sends her mind into motion. He knows the exact location to get her body to respond to his. His pure fantasies keep him teasing. It’s like a drug for him. The preparation of his connection plans begins as she walks past with her seductive smell. She knows exactly how to get him crawling. They know as long as space is between them, safety of flirtation is all a joyous game. Curiosity has each of them wondering the moment the weakness of the only kiss will begin the process of proof of love the only way they know how. A kiss so powerful, nothing will stop them. The touch of him grabbing hers, pulling her onto him. Grabbing her face to look deep into her eyes as if to find the connection of love their souls have tucked away. Unlocking the desires from deep down. She slowly presses her lips to his. Her lips so soft, his taste so alluring. Slowly they begin to sink into the only kiss they can wrap themselves into. Slow, deep, long, passionate kisses where the mind and body become one. Two souls read into each others hearts with the eyes. Feeling each other’s emotions with the taste of the others tongues. The only kiss that keeps the two hearts intertwined with seduction of breathing for each other, trying to get as much of each other’s oxygen. As if the breath was the only source of living. Sending messages to other areas of the body, knowing no one else will ever cause such a stir inside. The only kiss to turn each other inside out. The only kiss that has ever left them both breathless and yet floating.

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Another

It was a course of life she knew too well. Where loneliness intertwines with her hell. A body she longs for somehow could never be found. Or so she thought. His deep look piercing through just one look, she began to float. She could taste the sweetest desire creating a burning to the core. His words were there holding her grasp with each exhale. Breathing in the emotions of lustful needs filled every little explosions arising inside making her moist. She longed for the touch of his lips upon her breast. Licking each nipple as if they were solely his for the taking. Oh, how her heart pounded upon each taste. A flood of wonders surge in areas she had forgotten so long ago. Awakening every fantasy she ever thought possible. Could it be his fingers trailing inside her that hooked her soul? Possibly it was the way he positioned her exactly where he wanted her and he wanted her right then.

 

It began inside his mind. The cuteness she came across just for a response. Maybe so but he was leaving the bait. She was very well ready to bite. He played slow, sly or even just damn right a man knowing she is on the hunt. Here’s the worm baby, where’s my nibble. She finally swallowed his sarcastic verbiage down, he has her like Puddy in his hands. He knows the one thing she loves leaving her mind dancing with seduction on the path. He will make her understand. All the wonders of her lips lasted for moments where dreams became a full on work of art. He watches her movements realizing she is for the plaque. He feeds so deep her calls send him in motion where time needs to run and stop at her eyes. He sees her complete satisfaction as she watches for his moment.

 

A moment in time when emotions role with each tide, a single life is full but for one major connection. Another.

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The Heart Wants What It Wants. Pt1

It is the mix of emotion running through her veins as she sees the mesmerizing frame of aluminum leaning so gently by the window, telling her he is within the sounds of her voice. A rise of heat which melts her heart knowing at any moment his silhouette could come to surface right in front of her. Her mind would fill with such succulent ideas she had never viewed before. It had a grasp upon her soul so tight, the energy sends chills up her spine. 

The excuses to have a very purposeful encounter, as her eyes scan his image to keep in a safe little box. Tucked away for moments of daydreams, creating the highway of fantasies she can not wait to intertwine with his. It may be the perfect moment as the information she collected made way the reasoning to set the fireworks in motion. She had set her sights on him. Every day the longing to see his beautiful face, brought the love of going to a job worth the trouble. With each second that passes, her imagination made sure his lips were touching hers. His glorious strong arms holding her, where barely oxygen was allowed to travel across. The graze of his fingertips would find every square inch of her, stopping only to keep her mind flooded with wonderous of generous bliss, where no one else exists.

Every day the longing to see his beautiful face, brought the love of going to a job worth the trouble. With each second that passes, her imagination made sure his lips were touching hers. His glorious strong arms holding her, where barely oxygen was allowed to travel across. The graze of his fingertips would find every square inch of her, stopping only to keep her mind flooded with wonderous of generous bliss, where no one else exists.

Times up, the voice of reason locked ties with him. Sending hints of exquisite notes in his view causing his curiosity to build. A description was given, sounds of his voice penetrated her hearing. The longing she had wished upon had finally broken the dam and sent her senses to clouds flying higher than an eagle. He knew she was alive, he had heard the sound of confidences she dropped to linger as he slyly walked up to her in utter amazement. Could it be her tantalizing aroma of lust had reached his curiosity so much he needed to taste the waters she left for him? Her heart showed him the sounds of his future to come. It was a sound he dove into with all his masculine fears holding on for dear life. Her first fantasy has shown one of many would always be with him. 

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It’s The Look

ItsTheLook.jpgWatching the strong and steady stare as her silhouette glides across the room as elegant ads a flower dancing in the wind. He sees his heart melting into each magnificent form she could truly hold as the perfect lover he has had the pleasure of being a part of. Looking at her smile, the words flow out ever so soft and sweet sounding to those whose attention she has held, yet feeling his thoughts are upon her soul whispering words no one else could ever know. 

It is seeing him step into the water as if nothing was to be feared. Seeing the man with whom her complete spirit has intertwined with. Gazing upon every muscle formed and sculpted as if for her very own soul were pulling her inside out. The secret communications spoke between the stronghold of attraction his body has always told hers. A voice giving way to all the securities and strengths she never thought her heart could hold. A voice only her heart is allowed to hear. 

As I look at you from across the room, I can hear your thoughts grasping at mine. Our eyes connected with no one else in sight. Lost in the moment, the imagination begins to unravel. I can see you walking closer towards me as my heart starts to pound so loud, I began my own concert for us. The sweetness rushes to my face as I can feel the temperature rising. This became our embrace.

Every heart reaches upon the straws of life flashing before them, trying to grasp a hold of a look so strong, so mesmerizing, so tantalizing. Creating an iron bond with the look of lace. A look from the eyes of the depths of the soul where no food can complete the fullness needed inside. An ignition set to an inferno of love whose petals of life touches all ideas to which only the two shall share. 

It’s the look true undying love of perfect soulmates can speak without a word. It’s the look of utter and completely erotic, orgasmic, earth quaking desires and dreams only the two can consume. 

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LOVE

He was the passion type who pushed hard
Hers, the silent keeper with such intensity
A bond created, the strongest they have ever known
Began with rough ragged edges of brokenness
A step of faith, with walls of steel
Dare to pick at each side, slow and steady
LOVE.jpgA speed bump and the compass off kilter
Hard to think, long for strength
No words to use, mind race begins
Must communicate, the ties mean too much
Transition means change which leads to fear
Look back at the familiar area, pain sets in
Oh the need to release, turn away
Deserving of a new start, a new beginning
The square is perfect as long as the circle fits
Day by day, the steel starts to melt
Glimpse of light begin to overshadow
Could it be, is it true
A changed very much overdue
The happiness seems strange, all brand new
The eyes, window to the open soul
Glimmer and dancing as the glow seems strong
His fears fading yet drive is higher than ever before
Her intensity becomes more extreme
The steel turns to clay, each wall is washing away
Each deserving of this faith, hope, and love
The dormant season has expired
The glow has begun to shine so brightly
Radiance of pure, utter delight
Love is such a small word
Yet it can fill you up or drop you to your knees
A four letter word that means the whole world
For both you and me

*Chirella*

Two Lives

The hands to which a soft touch comes
Each fingertip, gliding across skin
Such sweetness, such tenderness
Rubbing over my back, slightly up the center
As both hands begin to run upward
Reaching the shoulders
To which the soft lips kiss lightly
Goosebumps form, back arching begging for more
One hand cradling the back of the head
The other caressing the face
Taking in each and every angle
Mouth to mouth, taking in each other
Breath but every single heated breath
It’s not just sex, it intimacy at its core
Fingers begin to trace the collar bone
Creating a rhythm in the heart
A beat only two lovers understand
Touches of fire to which no one lit
A flame so hot, so fierce
Where every touch from each hand fuels it
Looking eye to eye, seeing into each other’s soul
Knowing the heat will continue to rise
One hand begins to trace the body
The body that rises to each graceful touch
Kissing with such passion, such want
The intensity is so intoxicating, both are craving
Craving for the oneness, craving for full completion
Yet this is only the beginning of something beautiful
Something which is meant to be
It all started with one short small conversation
That lead to that first look of eye to eye
It became signed sealed and delivered
It became a new book in two broken lives
Two lives who are forming into a fabulous masterpiece

                                                 *Chirella*