You lay me down on the comfort of your bed.
A bucket of warm thick honey pours over me, from head to toe, and I want to dig deeper into that blanket, and wrap your arms around me.
You look at me with star-lit eyes that say “baby, you are the one.”
I take your words and draw a box with it around me,
yes, around us.
You, my perfect man, with your strong arms and
hard chest and charming humor.
Me, your perfect woman, with my beautiful curves and smooth skin, and sharp wit.
And us, our perfect relationship, with open expressions, and stolen moments, and passionate kisses.
Your hand dances over my breast.
Warm fuzzy electricity zaps into my body,
my head feels light and airy,
and a pinching sensation builds in the pit of my stomach
alerting my pussy to your attention,
I want to feel your body rooted
You whisper that I’m the most amazing lover,
sexy girl with the
I take your words and eat it like
water for chocolate
and wear it around me like a
soft fleece blanket in the middle of winter.
You devour my nectar like it’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever had,
and mold my body and my mind into the
perfect lover, with your
tender hands and sweet words.
You comfort my worries with your strength,
pillow my tears with promises of love,
and reassure me that I am special to you,
a better man.
I soak up your words like fresh pollen to a dried rose,
and I feel my petals bloom and stretch their beauty
into the heavens.
I touch your body with confident hands and kiss you with velvet lips to have you know that you
I move my lips… lower… to your cock,
take you in my mouth and
eat you like it’s my first and last meal.
You quiver above me, and tell me how good it feels.
Encouraging me to give you more, to please you and to have you feel that my lips were made for you. So I take you in deep, as though to say,
“stay with me and you can have this.”
My body is on fire where your hands touch, and our breathing rings loud in my ears, overpowered by the
waves of fire and light rocking inside.
I offer my body to take as you please, and I surrender to you, as if to say
“I am yours
You claim me with the feverish thrust of your cock and the gentle touch of your hands. You promise me
We fuse into one and merge,
and I don’t know where you end and where I begin. I wrap my arms around you to pull you closer,
as though I can fold you into a tiny star
and keep you in the pocket of my heart,
and bring you out when I need a reminder that I am loved.
You grip my hips and pull me to meet you,
again and again,
as though with each thrust you
take a part of me and
mold it into the crevices of your soul where there is doubt
and fill the holes where there is fear.
You give yourself fully to me, exploding liquid lava into my heart and
you fuse your juice with my nectar to plant promises of
as if to say “there is only
you for me and
me for you.”
I climb down from the stairs of heaven,
intoxicated with your scent,
filled with your love like bees mixing sweet honey
pouring into every cell of my being.
The love that we have created illuminates my body and puts a smile on my face,
hiding secret thoughts of you and the places in me where only you
I carry your touch and the sound of your voice with me when you’re not here.
And I let myself take only small bites of our memories
to make sure there’s enough to last
until you fill me again.