It’s Only Natural…

Arms surround me, heated and huge, like the sun.

You pull me in close so I’m surrounded by your body

Like warm air on a beach day. I bask in our energy.

Your shirt comes off and my fingertips are drawn to your skin;

Your body is an art form I can’t tear myself away from.

My hands travel down your chest like I adventure on rock trails and my eyes shine just as brightly as my fingers skip over the chiseled trails your muscles form.

I’m giddy with curiosity and the innocent sparkle in my eyes causes you to wonder.

We wander for a while in the chasms of each other’s eyes and minds.

I want those arms to hold me down while your chest presses against my naked body.

Press that rocky path of muscles and hot sunshine skin against me while I struggle.

I’ll make you beg and whimper with longing till you wrestle me in place.

Make me scream.

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Author: absentlysearching

This site is about my experience with depression, anxiety, sex and religion. Please leave your comments and opinions! I love to learn how other people think :)

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