Post by Kamish on Feb 21, 2008 6:01:44 GMT -5
001. God
When she is completely vulnerable beneath my touch, her heart, soul and body mine alone... .
When she breathes for me, the softness of her belly rising under my palm, her heart thudding, and her voice caught in her throat...
When she shudders - fingers gripping the sheets, twined in my hair, splayed against my skin - murmuring incoherently against my shoulder...
When she is smiling lightly, her fingers laced loosely through mine and that faint blush in her cheeks...
When her eyes are on mine, ignorant of the world, and gazing so adoringly at me...
I am God.
When she is completely vulnerable beneath my touch, her heart, soul and body mine alone... .
When she breathes for me, the softness of her belly rising under my palm, her heart thudding, and her voice caught in her throat...
When she shudders - fingers gripping the sheets, twined in my hair, splayed against my skin - murmuring incoherently against my shoulder...
When she is smiling lightly, her fingers laced loosely through mine and that faint blush in her cheeks...
When her eyes are on mine, ignorant of the world, and gazing so adoringly at me...
I am God.