What’s a kiss with no meaning, sweet lady? To me there’s no
fire, no passion, or pleasure. A kiss with no meaning has no body, no life
itself. It’s lifeless, the kiss.
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Sunday, November 13, 2011
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
NYC Robert: Good Morning Beautiful
Its quiet.
I’m laying in bed next to a soft, angelic, women.
As she lies in my arms, I begin caressing her hair, which probably would feel like a cloud; if it were touchable. Clouds appear soft, graceful, and angelic.
The indulgence of her hair is something you could touch
for hours, as I did.
Soon, the sun began to rise, which made her twist and
turn in my arms, so she shunned her eye lids from the light. I glanced lower
towards her eye lids, and although they were shut, it was as if I could still
see her looking right at me. So I gazed at them, while holding her ever so
gently in my masculine arms.
The sun rose higher, and she twisted and turned in my arms.
As her head propped higher I noticed her thin, pink lips, which appeared to be
pouting towards me, and as I looked back at her eye lids, I knew she wanted a
kiss. I thought of that mutual bond we had, and the affection we had for one
another, rendering that thought, I too pouted forward. As I moved gracefully
towards her waiting for that angelic touch of her soft, gentle, touch of her
lips. I began to feel her heart beating, faster, and faster as I moved her
closer. While at the same time my heart began beating faster as well, and it
wasn’t long before I only felt one beat, and heard one sound. We were
connected, and had felt the same passion for one another. What better now, than
to seal the excitement within ourselves with a kiss. As my arms wrapped further
and further around her, I knew our pituitary glands had stimulated our bodies
for the desire of an intimate moment. Our lips had finally touched. We held our
lips in a stationary position enjoying every moment of it. The sensation it was sending down my spinal cord
made me want to kiss more, and as our noses touched we smiled, and kissed some
more. The mere moment of this angelic kiss was pleasurable, compassionate, and
an elegant way to say good morning.
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