Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Without his voice

I'm hurting so much from missing him...

In my dreams, all I see is me and him
Holding me in his arms
Picking me up, twirling me around
Making me feel like a princess, his princess
Kissing me on the cheek when I feel like being all mad and pouty
Sitting on the roof, sharing one big blanket,
Even though I'm wearing that favorite hoodie

Laying on the bed
Teasing each other
Though I rather him the dominant role
Laying on top of him, sharing grins and smirks,
Laced fingers in both hands
And a tear at the sheets begin
Lips touching
hips meeting
hands and fingers in places where they don't belong
A lot of tongue a lot of everything
It's a huge mess everywhere
We love it rough and hard
I'm his ecstacy what can I say... :3

Dreams of him holding my hand, walking through a carnival
Buying me a big ball of a cotton candy
And lick off all the sticky sweetness that sets on my cheek
Being in a ferris wheel, and share a kiss at the tippy top
I may be dreaming too much
But I only I know he would actually do this for me

I've always imagined that if we went to school together
Things would be all sexual and fun
Especially sexual
Passing notes in class, sending texts in class
Kissing when the teacher isn't looking
Giving off the middle finger to the most hated teacher
because he IS looking
Walking me to my next class, picking me up from the last
Walking home together and going to out to eat

Most of all I imagine just being by a lake with a picnic.
Seeing his smile
Tracing his fingers lifting my chin up to him and giving me a kiss.

I may be dreaming, but remember when I said that all I imagine comes to life?
Well, this one is breaking into reality
And I love him.

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