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*

Ocean Landings of Passionate Desires

The tide begins to roll onto the sand, kissing every surface it has to offer. The fullness of the sun begins to set along the horizon, showing off her silhouette to the gazers looking for the special landing. Darkness slowly covers over each body enjoying the breath of the air. Warmth caressing the pounding of our hearts as our fingers trace over the swelling molds of our desires. Lightning dances across the sky, dangling the rays with every vibration of the thunder it holds inside. A sound which transforms the beat of yearning needing to be as one. The sweet taste of luster intertwined with the salt of the ocean, adding the flavor amongst the feast of fantasies. Yet swimming within the moment setting up every hot touch looking for the next area to set off the alarms. The flashes of light give off just enough of a view to outline the object of my fulfillment. All felt through just a mere touch. Burning into the soul every crease, dimple, perfect impression. TideRoll.jpgThe pounding inside blends from head to toe, a complete arrangement of sounds to enhance the rise inside. The mind creates a perfect setting, allowing the sense of touch to engulf the inferno longing for the connection felt from the moment as souls latch. The destination is becoming known as the water washes over as to suckle upon the nipple of a lover yet to be explored. Understanding the aligned moves keeping the rhythm at a steady pace, having been here before. Never as physical, all in dreams. As reality takes hold of the heart. Giving into the depths of intimacy. Only to catch the breath of each other through the magic of taste. Kissing the night, the salt water rushing over the steam rising. Wanting the fulfillment to last forever, each move is another lesson of a touch never taken hold in such a remarkable way. Let the sensations begin as lips trace over the dampness such emotions leave behind. A scent each breeze sends new heights have to be met. Hands gently entering the perfect spots to begin begging for more. Breathing is no longer a thought process, it is the delicate force of screams in ecstasy allowing the sounds of heaven into the soul of the lover completing the fantasy of a lifetime. Skin on skin as the waves continue to kiss over the sweat of sweet perfection where the forms are no longer two. A passion never shared before but long overdue. Every position explored and mastered to expand on a cloud of pleasure no other being could give.The thunder rides out carrying the rays along as if doves have taken flight. Two wondrous souls clashed together as one for as long as will held out. Repeating every vibrant move over and over to continue giving such strength and wants until movement is no longer an option. Collapsing with the delicious fragrance of undeniable pleasure which had been made. The sky has blanketed the shore with a thick mesmerizing blanket held together by another moment of mad, sexual lust festering inside. Never thinking it would happen has been replaced with a need to replay the song. Listening to the sound the two souls made. The craving begins again. The magic has only just begun. Souls in the night where the water meets the sand. A fantasy which will never want to end.

*Chirella*