I open my eyes and I find myself in his room, lying in his bed and with him nextto me. I don't know how I got there but I don't care. I stare at the ceilingand focus on the quietness which is interrupted by the only sound of hisbreathing. I turn over my side to see his face. He's resting, his eyes are closedand he doesn't seem to care that I'm looking at him. He's so cute the way heis. Then he finally opens his eyes, flashing that crooked smile, and the blueof his eyes seems to gleam in mines reflecting both green and blue all over theroom. I smile back and he leans to kiss my forehead. His eyes are now staringright at my eyes, and his hands start to explore my skin. From my cheekbone to above my ear his handsgently strike. I close my eyes as he keeps running his fingers through my hair.His gentle touch makes me dream. I open my eyes and see his face again. I kisshim short on his lips and he cuddles me closer to him. My chest is now close tohis and my legs are between his. Then he turns over to his back and I carefullyplace my head above his chest. I can feel his heart beating. Every beat itmakes enters my ear and resonates through my body. Rapidly I can feel my ownheart beating at the same rhythm or tempo. He continues sweeping his fingers throughmy hair which is all over the pillow. My arm is placed across his chest and Igently move it side to side. No words come out of any of our mouths. No wordsare needed. He props his head up so that my upturned nose slightly touches hisstraight nose. We deeply stare at each other's eyes.
I slide my hand down so Ican reach the end of his shirt and he hesitates breaking the eye contact. "Are yousure?" he slowly whispers. How couldn't I be sure? I softly nod and smile. Hereturns with a nervous smile so I know I should help him. I get up sitting inmy side of the bed and I slowly grab the ends of his shirt with both hands. Ican feel his breath accelerate as I continue. I slowly pull the shirt so thatit uncovers what's under it; his belly, his chest, his neck and over the head.I let the shirt fall to the floor to one side of the bed. I stare right onthrough his eyes and he looks worried. The thing is, I'm not. I don't care whatunder his shirt; I just take my hand and slowly slide it up his belly which issoft, up his chest and neck and behind his ear. He leans me closer and my lipsmeet his. A soft touch follows. We keep kissing like the room was empty spacein the middle of a galaxy. I'm letting all my body weight now fall lying overhim, but he doesn't seem to notice. His hands slide through my vertebrae anddown my spine. I separate my face from his and he looks at me. He smiles and Ismile, falling into the smiles game all over again. "I love you" I whisper." Ilove you" he whispers back, and the next thing I know is that I've fallenasleep, with my love by my side and in the middle of the steady night
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writing with all of my life - dated writings
RandomIf you have time. You can read. You can write. You can feel. You are alive. This is a collection of writings I have done on various topics and throughout time. Unexpected and unplanned, yet passionate and direct. These are the best types of texts...
