Bed Room

Once the only thing that keeps us from the open world is shut for the night, and our anticipation is almost to much to bear. I look your way just to find you starting into my eyes as if you are reading a novel. I cant help getting lost in the moment, and feeling completely helpless. With out a breath to spare because you have some how taken everything from me leaving my body motionless and in a paralyzed state. My mind races, trying to keep sense of it all. Knowing that this should feel normal. That I should be calm and together about the act we are to play out. The truth still lies that every night with you is a new scene and even though the actors are the same our feelings seem to grow much more intense and realistic with every play. No matter how I look into this thing I am calling a "play" I know that it is an incredible act I am about to partake in called "love."

Then my mind registers again. I find myself standing in a room with the most gorgeous man that has only ever been shown to me in my dreams.

Without any words to be said we take our emotions to the next level, as your hands slightly grasp mine pulling me into your world. Our bodies slid into place onto one another as if they were made for each other. We let our passion guide us into the night for hours among hours. Allowing our selfs to scream with pain that overcomes our bodies in result of working so hard to get that one moan of orgasmic pleaser. We are closer to each other than we have ever been and yet we still yearn to be closer.

Then it comes that moment of closeness and orgasmic pleasure that this has all been for. My body shakes uncontrollably , and your your sweat dips onto my skin as a trophy of your hard work. I release and find myself deeper in love with you than I could have possibly ever been.

My body is now sensitive to your touch and my mind is open to your thoughts. You keep me your world by holding me next to you as if nothing could ever separate us. Now with this my world is right.