August 13, 2013
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You….
I can feel myself trembling, anticipating his touch.
Tensing just before our skin connects
The firm intentions behind each motion
It’s the tenderness and care that puts me at ease
The control that he takes chases away the fears
The darkness, and the memories that threaten to take over
But your touch perseveres
Molding me
Creating
Unmaking
Yet remaking
Not till I hear you voice bringing me back
Commanding
Demanding
Leaving nothing left in me to deny what you ask of me
Comments (6)
I think I’ll just walk down that path and right in to the water.
@hombre_de_la_mancha - I actually took that photo it’s a park I take the Monster man to for walks I love it there, almost every trail ends up at the bay
@wyckdstorm - It’s very pretty. Perfect for a walk with that someone special, perhaps drinking a glass of wine, talking, chatting…
@soltero_alma - or go for a morning walk along the bay with a cup of coffee
@wyckdstorm - That cup of java sounds even better.
great work