Bramare...
Italian: desire, to yearn for, yearning.....
Three little words. Powerful.
I want You.
It permeates my thoughts, this hunger for you. I close my eyes sometimes, and I can feel you touching me, how your rough hands catch a little as your fingers trace my neck and slide down my back... I can see your eyes when you're on fire and experience the very sensation I do when you're actually looking at me... I can open my mouth and remember the way you own me with your kiss... I can taste you... but the yearning remains... growing... expanding... consuming... until you fill me again.
Three little words. Powerful.
I want You.
It permeates my thoughts, this hunger for you. I close my eyes sometimes, and I can feel you touching me, how your rough hands catch a little as your fingers trace my neck and slide down my back... I can see your eyes when you're on fire and experience the very sensation I do when you're actually looking at me... I can open my mouth and remember the way you own me with your kiss... I can taste you... but the yearning remains... growing... expanding... consuming... until you fill me again.

2 Comments:
That is so beautiful. I can feel your longing.
Jesus!
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