A piece still in the process of creation:
I dream of you all the time.
Fitting into the warm folds of your embrace
In my mind, my soul, we've been together forever.
My little princess.
Yet your face remains a mystery.
But, my fingers still know the smooth route
down your soft skin and the tickle of your smile.
I dream of seeing you
our eyes locking,
your seductive smile
and the moment explodes.
you
me
each-other.
we are,
the one we've been looking for our entire lives.
Your knight-tess in shining armor, equipped with but a endlessly loving heart
and soft words to caress you, protect you.
My Princess, enchanting me with your brilliance, eyes and an aura
beautifully unmatched.
I wrap my hands in one another as if yours was in the middle
My body automatically aligns itself with yours, against yours
in yours.
invisible.
Arm wraps around your waist and my face finds the welcoming groove behind your neck.
My Princess.
Your name dances across my tongue in a hot tango,
and as your lips meet mine
I wake.
And there I was as before.
Waiting
for My Princess.
I always tell myself I'll write in here when I have something to say. Yet I think about things everyday. I need to realize that this is the place to give voice to those thoughts, and myself. Not to be afraid if this place... my place, doesn't turn out like I wished it to. If life has taught me anything, it's that nothing goes to plan. Sometimes, it's not a good thing. But others... others... it's breathtakingly wonderful.
I realize that most of this place, whatever one wishes to call it, is about love. Love lost, love found, love hidden. Keep asking myself why that is, but then I remember that I'm filled with it- Love. From head to toe, with extra floating above my head. A hopeless romantic poorly hidden in the body of an awkward, yet smooth 19 year old young woman.
What a mouthful.
Regardless, here I am. And here you are. Here.
Comments (1)
You always write so well. It's good to see a post again. I liked the term "awkward, yet smooth." I hope you have a nice weekend.