Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Hold
If you only knew what I'd give right now to have you hold me, to have you want to hold me, to hold me tight, to hold me close, to hold me like you'll never let me go, to hold me until day becomes our velvet night, to hold me until the first rays of the morning light, to hold me until our heat turns into fire, our fire into ash, this ash into earth and flesh and blood and sweat and come, to hold me until our breath and kiss and delirious passion become one.
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I could venture a guess...
Hope you get held soon.....sometimes you just need to be held I feel ya
"to have you want to hold me,"
My wife tells me it makes me "girly" but I love to be held, skin to skin, sexual or not, to be envoloped in the arms of another until the heat of the night and the sweat make it impossible to hold on, but please, hold on as long as you can.
It is such a wonderful feeling... Wonderful piece...
Being held, when it is a genuine embrace... I miss that too. Moving piece, love it.
Os: Thought you might...
Gigi: Thank you, lovely. I couldn't agree more...
Advizor: Your wife is a very lucky woman...
1manview: I'm tickled you think so...
France: Thank you so much. It seems I'm not alone in my longing for this kind of sensual intimacy. I hope we all find it soon...
Sigh!
You're sounding dangerously close to Neruda. Any closer and you can consider me seduced.
I couldn't have read this on the more appropriate time... I am missing this today.
Love your words.
xxx Sophia
Amazon Woman: I know, I know...
stareintotheabyss: Uttering my name in the same breath as Neruda's has something of a seductive effect on me. Thank you so much, KJ...
Sophia: Thank you. I sincerely hope your yearning to be held has been sated...
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