I miss being in love
Of bigs arms wrapped around me for no reason other than because
His musky scent when he's been laboring hard
The comfort of falling asleep in his arms and feeling safe
Laughing at jokes more because he told me than that they are funny
Catching him looking at me with a look indescribable
And a little smile tugging at the corners of his mouth
The warmth of his breath as he whispers sweet words in my ear
Silliness done just to make me laugh .
The tingles when he brushes past me and only just touches
Wanting to please him just to make him happy .
Loving him because I want to , not need to .
The mutual respect and care for one another
Of seeing him asleep and smiling even tho I know he wont see .
The sweetness and softness of his lips as they caress mine
The feeling of drowning as I give myself up to him
And oh the sex !! Hard ,heavy , fast , soft ,tender and light
Rough handling and feathery touches .... yearning for more.
I miss it all .
Will I find it ? Who knows !
Will it truly make me happy ? Maybe
But it must be stumbled upon not looked for .
There is a difference between being in love and lust .Of being loved or lusted after .
These are things I know but they are all I know .......... the rest is learning !
All these things I have experienced but never enough of them combined together to hold me .
To keep me forever .Twice I thought maybe but ..............
There again maybe I'm just a bitch !!
