Intimacy

I forgot how it felt to be intimate

To have someone stare into your eyes and let them bore into your soul

To be naked with someone, without the discarding of clothes

I forgot how it felt to lay on the chest of another and hear their heart beat against yours while your hands are intertwined

How it felt to let a chaste thumb run across your bottom lip, asking for more than innocent touch

To reveal yourself in words and gestures

To be aroused by more than just appearance

I forgot how it felt to be intimate and I wanted to remember

I wanna read them :)

D’aw, I’ll post one tomorrow, then. It’s one that I’ve read to you before.

Debating whether or not to post my poems.  But, it’s not like anyone is really paying attention to my blog.