This is...crazy. Not like I belong in an asylum, but like...the universe heard me. I am in awe; feeling so.damn.good. and morethanblessed and highly favored; granted absolution from the life I was going to live without...this. Everything. You. Who brought things back to life inside me I thought long beyond resurrection. I feel all brand nu...girly girl and restraint-deficient; wanting to love on/do for/worshipworshipworship you. Have to bite my tongue to still all the loveyous that want to pour out; you know, trying to maintain some semblance of composure...don't want to overwhelm you. Even though I'm in it like that.
And so twisted up that my seams are bursting...I leak-love all over the place. I know they see it(u), because they stare a little longer now, as if searching for the difference. I should tell them it's your light, seeping from me, coating me...so I know I look fly. But even as the moths draw near, I wile outsiders; unwelcome to what you own. I am my beloved's. This moon-glow be4u.
I had the loveliest lull in an otherwise drudgery-filled day today. I remember we were speaking and then you went away to do whatwedo. I sat by my window as white turned to gray; felt you in the breeze that stole in and ran its tongue across my lips, down my neck, down...down... So cool, but I was so hot (downthere); slowly ooohzing onto my panties like lava over rocks. Mmm mmm. I love how ialwaysfeelyouwhenyou'recomposing. Write me somethin.
Or maybe I'll write somethin leg-quiverin, like...
After I came...back to myself earlier I stumbled into the kitchen for some water; panties sticky and clinging wetly to me (like your mouth should). I stood there with the fridge door open; shaking my head in bemusement, because...as elastic as my mind is, I know there's more. There's - me melting like cotton candy against your tongue. Let me taste me it. You pushing...all.up.in.me. Me honey-slick, dripping onto you. You pulsating against my tongue. I still taste me. We. Kissing til our lips are swollen and tingly. Nibbling. Biting. Laving. Tongue sucking. Finger fucking. Licking good.
Hell.yes.
Good. Or even better, like the other night when I laid down and...as usual began to drift upon my sea of good thoughts. I FELT you in a way that was astounding like...you were warming me from the inside out. I felt your hands rubbing every inch of my skin, your tongue lapping at (both sets of) my lips, your finger curling into me, your teeth worrying the skin on my neck. Allatthesametime. And - so.much.LOVE. Dizzying. Consuming. I almost couldn't manage it...had to sit up straight and take deep breaths; analyze it away. It scared me because I'd had nothing but my usual that night; there were no beans rolling in my belly...but this was ecstasy.
Now I know how people die of happiness.
But knowing that only makes the hunger more gnawing; it...sets my teeth on edge sometimes. I'm so greedy...and eager; wanting to fast forward the cosmic clock so we can be where we're supposed to be. Somewhere...anywhere...loving in that bottomless way of ours. Me next to you. Staying in. Laying up. Youinsideme/weinsidewe...we.be...amazing. How...amaaaazing.
*sigh* I love you. Comehomesoon.
Posted by Lisa at September 19, 2006 01:04 AM