Another day give thanks as I wake up,
Appreciate that you and me made up,
Looking at that spot in the bed where just laid,
Wrapped in the sheets in your own special way,
I remember 7am Saturday I was up so wide and awake,
Thinking about you and how long it would take,
Over a month of anticipation and surprises galore,
My mind over active at what may be in store,
Love does that to you and reminds you of its strength,
When you think you have it figured out it strikes you again,
This was no different as I peeked at you in slumber,
8am now and I continue to wonder,
What is she thinking, what are her desires,
Are there images in her head, is her heart full of fire,
I force myself back to sleep patient I'm not,
In this circumstance I know what I want,
And even now I don't think she knew what that was,
Well she knew part of it cuz it'd been building all month,
But it was more then carnal lust and needing physical activity,
The more subtle of actions come across more passionately,
Acts of simple initiation that catch me off guard,
embraced in your arms as you squeeze oh so hard,
A reversal of sorts from our usual ways and the manner of
interactions on her previous stays,
See she's quiet, laid back, laffing a lot,
While I ramble on with emotions so far over the top,
That's been the balance, our fire and ice,
But this time around I thought she just might,
Flip the script, position switch and I mean that many ways,
Coy and calm but oh so Devilish at the end of the day,
That was my wonder and curious thought as the weekend moved along,
A beautiful time had that refreshed the soul not a single thing went wrong,
Just wished for more time too possibly see what may have been,
To have put a finishing act in place to the story we did begin,
Not this time so it was the tale is left somewhat incomplete,
No guarantees of how you'll feel the next time that we meet,
So it's me and my thoughts, feelings and memories,
This is usually the way our encounters tend to be,
Always a surprise that's makes me switch up plans,
That keeps me guessing as to what you want to do with this man,
Makes wonder if you ever have these same thoughts,
I've seen displays for the 1st time so grand I'm at a loss,
I hope that the flame that birthed this explosion hasn't gone soft,
That it wasn't a once in the blue eclipse type of moment,
Maybe you'll tell me since your the only one that knows it,
The answers to questions that may never get asked,
Maybe I'm simply satisfied with the sound of your laff,
A kiss request maybe but I'd rather you come take it,
The best moments aren't crafted you spontaneously create them,
Hopefully we will one time in the same spot you laid,
In my bed again another time, another day.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Ramblin' on Hump Day
Posted by NightFall914 at 11:30 AM
Labels: FEELINGS, Grown and Sexy Style, Hump day, Jumbled thoughts, Random, Relationships, Things I Like
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3 comments:
"The best moments aren't crafted you spontaneously create them"
awwwww beautiful!!!
Is my nightfall falling in love? Aww... how sweet... it's an epidemic.
@Goddess
Oh yeah
@Jae
Whee u been hiding hmmmmm?
And no not "falling" its a reflective piece of someone whos been here a loooong time.lol
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