Tuesday, August 25, 2009
My Fantasy
You are my fantasy, sculpted like a figure out of ancient times, your body can make a nun wet and want to renounce her vows. But you're a fantasy, only to be touched with the critical eye and dreamed about with a lustful mind. The dream can be sensual with thoughts of pleasure with tongue, teeth, lips and trembling hands grasping at muscles and soft flesh. You are my fantasy and I can explore every part of your being with my minds eye. No, I don't believe in love at first sight that is just a trick of light. I believe that I am meant to caress your body with my hands. I believe I am meant to grind my hips on top of you till you cry my name. I believe I am meant to feel your hard length to the depths of my soul. I don't think like this and I don't talk like this on a regular, but this is where thoughts of you take me. Heart beating, palms sweating, lips massaging, hands exploring, orgasms exploding, wetness trickles down my inner thigh and all of this is with just one thought of you. This is what you do to my mind and body with mental images swimming around my temporal lobe. You are my fantasy, destined to be tasted only once and longed for by the body. Captivating my senses with just a look, mocha skin making my mouth water. Chocolate is relief to my taste buds, its my only satisfaction because you are a forbidden taste, but I know you taste just like chocolate. Flavor invades my lips, wanting it to be tasted by lower lips, I feel you. Can I, just for one night, find your soft spot and delve my tongue into each and every dip you posses and ooh how facial hair rubbing my inner thigh can stimulate every nerve ending I have. Soft music, candlelight, fruit strategically placed, this is how I see you, this is where I want you. You are my fantasy only to be tasted once and dreamed about throughout time and I will you know. Dream about all of the positions and sensations that could be a part of who we are. I want to be lost inside of you as if we are one and not in the forever sense, just in an erotic sense. Make my legs quake with full thrusts and hit my spot on every downward stroke. I want this, no, I need this because without this I exist on a plain of unfulfilled desires that can be quenched only by you. I don't want you to be my soul mate, I just want you to shake my soul till all that's left of me is a shell. Intimacy, the ultimate destination and I want you to ride with me on the road to ecstasy. You can bring this to me lover, sensuality personified, you have me. You are my fantasy captivating all that I am set forth in a trance, turned into a feign. You are....
Posted by Lyric at 9:19 PM 1 comments
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Y.O.U
I thought about you all day today, erotic thoughts swimming around in my rising tide of desire. I dreamed as if I felt you a million times before. I dreamed your hand ran along the peaks and valleys of my body as an explorer of many foreign lands. You heightened my passion with whisper soft kisses in my most sensitive places and my throat went dry from trying to hold back inevitable cries of ecstasy. I felt you as I have never felt you before as your tongue played Beethoven's 9Th symphony in E flat and my body sang the song of a siren in love for the first time. You made me feel, and it was so amazing I had to squeeze my legs tightly above my sensitive bud of love and shut my eyes so that no one around could see the lust there dilating my pupils so that the grey flecks shone bright like brilliant stars in a far away galaxy. As I sat there eyes closed, thighs tight, body trembling ever so slightly, I tumbled into the deepest of the great blue ocean. I clamped my teeth together to prevent the cry of rapture that was threatening to fall from my lips as a single tear trickled down my cheek. As the clouds obstructing my vision faded away a smile spread across my face and slowly my legs parted and my mind came back to the here and now, I thought about what I would say if you asked me how my day was. I can show you better than I can tell you of my thoughts about you today.
Posted by Lyric at 12:41 PM 1 comments
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Lost and Alone
So I met someone I thought myself in love with. Why would I think that when I have never felt worthy of any kind of love from a man. I have friends and family that tell me I'm attractive but for some reason men dont see what they see. I think its because they love who I am and they are supportive of what type of person I am. I love my friends and family for that. But anyway back to what i was saying I met someone who doesnt like my outer appearance but he loves me as a person. I dont want that I want the person who is interested in me to be attracted to me. I know im not the best looking person but there has to be something about my outer that makes up for all of the outer. I really am not going to say I dont care about him but i feel like he is pulling away from me now because even though he feels like I am what he needs I know that I am not what he wants. For me that is the worst thing for someone to tell you because then you always feel like you are not good enough. I dont want to be around someone who makes me feel like I am lucky to be with them. Shouldnt they feel like they are happy to be with me and vice versa. I shouldnt feel like I am lucky to be with them and they shouldnt feel like they are lucky to be with me. It should just be a mutual happiness that the person brings to you. I have cried and screamed and died slowly from the inside dealing with this man because I care about him so much and I have never felt for anyone how i feel for him and it hurts so much that Im not good enough for him and why because he is not perfect. I think its time for me to move on because I can tell things have changed. I just wish that I didnt feel like crap about it. I have always been able to guard my heart with these types of things but I did open up to him and now im crushed. Stupid me for believing that someone could actually care for me. I guess my prediction from early in life was correct ...I am meant to be alone. I guess you can say right now that I am broken hearted but what can I do I think I am just not even gonna try anymore. I am so tired of men not looking at me as anything of value. Im done!
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