Aug 13, 2001 04:48
i can close my eyes and feel a sight's presense pulling from a distance. and there you remain, luring me to come and play, i look into my walls at the door through the window and i can feel your skin overwhelming my attention. i can hear your voice murmuring my name, such a soothing craze. i can smell your scent in my hair on my limbs wanting-begging to get inside. i'm tasting your mood as your breath so unsteadily tickles my ear in a vulnerable whisper. i tremble as i watch you observe me moaning entwining myself in you through a keyhole in my memory, my most savored accounts all jumbled in a form of caresses and warm pulls that have manifested themselves into a blissful world of fantasies and euphoric serenities. here i am lost, circling curiously about on a friendly patch of green grass calmly waiting to wake up in your tantalizing imagination.
-Jaemi
ps-i found a way around my father's attempts once again.