Sunday, March 26, 2006

intensify the rush.




Grab me and kiss me...

It takes a look, a smile, a twinkle in the eye and it falls apart and together at the same time. Words become uncompleted, unnecessary and totally useless. It doesn't matter to her, she doesn't need his words, she needs the strong slow fire of desire burning it's way into her heart and soul. It's amazing how he can inflict one and many feelings of insanity in her. While it doesn't surprise her like it use to it still makes her body shiver and her mind to perform erratically.

Pull me under...

Don't hesitant in bruising her lips; don't stop to feel each burst of forceful shove, push, pull; don't speak between the gasps for air. There's no time, no need to feel any of it. She'll run out of time if it takes too long, she won't satisfy the overwhelming need to have him at her fingertips. In the darkness there’s no where and when, just a now that drives each touch into a grab. That's exactly what she wants, no games, fast, powerful and nerve tingling.

Intensify her rush...

As she lies next to him with a smile, one without the mystery, the intensity or the desire, she realises that she wouldn't want it any other way, with anyone but him. Only he can grab her, kiss her and draw this almost natural instinct in her that can drive her completely out of self control, yet at the same time, hold her down to earth, into his world. As she laughs at the craziness that seems to invoke at each whisper of his breath, she knows that its not the last, nor does she really want it to be. She would willing fall into his world, every time...



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&& Inspired by;
Her passion for Him...



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