What is love, I ask myself Laying in darkness at night,Is it all flowers and petals and dustOr is it these feelings that spike? Feelings of wholeness, serenity, pureWishings of touch and embrace,Dreams of togetherness, bodies entwined Writhing in bed space to space. His hands on my skin, his lips grazing mineFlutters at the slightest of touch,I feel every bit of Elvankent Escort me glow with this staticAlready I’m losing my crutch. Floating and drifting then falling so hardFaster than a girl could think true,Speeding through time, his hand holding mineEyes fixed on each other like glue. Heartbeats Beşevler Escort are racing, breathing is fastFeeling my senses alight,Eyes open or closed, I’m not even sureLicks, nibbles and then a slight bite. Lost in the moment, the darkness, togetherHis fingers slide into my hair,He’s taking control Cebeci Escort now, tugging with forceA dominant trance in his stare. His hands take a spiral and slide down my frontMy mind doesn’t know where it is,Our bodies are touching, the heat is intenseAnd the sparks inside start to fizz. With temperatures rising and feelings refreshed Seeming neither knows what to presume,The nakedness blatant and slowing the paceUntil his horse is right at my tomb. Rapid and ready, I wait for his thrustWanting and needy to feel,Invading my womanly personal spaceI welcome and open my seal. What is love, a million thingsIntensity, looks and embrace,It’s knowing the other instinctively deepAnd respect being always the case.