The moon shined brightly this night....a special night.
He held her hand and guided her along to their' special place'. He was so enamoured with just the touch of her fingers against his. Electricity flowing from her to him, through their bodies. He kept hold of her hand and looked at her palm in his. Then he took her fingers and placed them to his lips and kissed them gently. She traced his lips and he saw her literally shiver. His arm went around her and they snuggled up together on the blanket they had brought along and he knew she felt safe, happy and so loved.
Her breath was so close to his cheek and he loved the way she whispered into his ear words of such intense love. When she said his name slowly it was like the sound of a summer rain hitting a tin roof. Saying it quickly was like the laughter of children.
A warm breeze softly caressed them as they sat there sipping wine on the blanket he had brought. A strand of her golden hair had fallen loose from her ponytail and was whipping around her face as it kept getting caught by the wind. He reached out to tuck it back in behind her ear and as he did his hand brushed against her cheek. Her blue eyes met his and they held for seconds.....minutes....hours?
He had so much to say to her yet each time he tried, they seemed to run out of him in a senseless way.....so he would just sigh and let that sigh carry his words to her....those words he dared, but failed to speak....'He thought of everything'....was all her mind would say.
'Close your eyes', he finally said and she did as she was asked. He took her hand and she felt something.....'You can open your eyes now', and she again did as she was told. There before her was the most beautiful white roses she had ever seen. He had put his hand on her heart....her core....her soul....and hers on his. She turned around and sat with her back against him leaning on his strong body. He kissed the nape of her neck......his breath turning her to jelly. His lips gently sucking on her skin, making her feel like she was loosing control.
She felt little parts of her become trapped inside him. She wanted to loose herself in the moment.
At that moment love and lust became as thick as fog....clouded on that night with such passion.
And so sweet love was made......
On that wonderful moonlight picnic.....
He did remember everything....
H 2 <3
always....<3 me
Posted by dreampower on 2009-11-05 21:10:28 | Rating: | Views: 330
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