Tuesday, March 29, 2005
Good morning, man of my dreams.
I can't begin to tell you how wonderful this morning was. Somehow, I manage to feel you with me even when you're so far away. And yes, I know there are only a few hours between us, but sometimes it feels as though we are worlds apart.
But not this morning. I still want to curl up next to you and just feel your warmth seep into my body, to listen to your heartbeat as you hold me, to feel your chest slowly rise and fall as you slumber...
To wake you with a smile, a kiss, a little bit of oral sex, and to let you know in no uncertain terms just exactly how much I adore you. Sigh.
One day.
I can't begin to tell you how wonderful this morning was. Somehow, I manage to feel you with me even when you're so far away. And yes, I know there are only a few hours between us, but sometimes it feels as though we are worlds apart.
But not this morning. I still want to curl up next to you and just feel your warmth seep into my body, to listen to your heartbeat as you hold me, to feel your chest slowly rise and fall as you slumber...
To wake you with a smile, a kiss, a little bit of oral sex, and to let you know in no uncertain terms just exactly how much I adore you. Sigh.
One day.
