Close Your Eyes Part 1
Imagine this:
He walks into the room, with the dirtiest smirk on his face walking towards you. He doesn't say a word but you already know what's on his mind. And just like him, you want it bad. He backs you into a wall, but puts his hand to stop the hard collision between your head and the wall. Then he gets really close to you and gives you soft kisses in a teasing way.
His lips find their way down your body; your cheek, your collar bone, your chest, your stomach. You close your eyes enjoying every single moment of this and then he stops.
You open your eyes and look down to see him with a confused look on his face. He looks to be contemplating whether or not he should be doing this with you, now.
He's on his knees in front of you and you reach for his face, slowly bringing it up to your own. You waited too long for this moment, too long to be alone with him, too long to actually be able to call him yours.
You were going to show him how much you appreciated him every dirty way that came to mind.
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Longing for You
RomanceA collection of short poetry written by me expressing my inner thoughts