...for me, that was you.

I taste your lips, your kiss

on my tongue, in the back of my throat, as I breathe in deeply.

I exhale you into existence.

From dreams, to reality, you consume my mind.

You've invaded my memory and wiped it clean,

as if my past was merely a glimpse of your heart: pure, spotless.

And your words, echo throughout my body.

With each syllable, you make me yours;

and in these moments I truly grasp how it feels when your biggest dream comes

true…

Reviews

[Antoñyo]

I marvel at how well young ladies can interpret and express such strong feelings of something so limited to them as yet...I mean let's face it guys, we're reeeeally stupid at that age.

This is raw passion to this fifth power! Vivid and wave-yourself-sexy!
"with each syllable, you make me yours" Holy s#*t that's bada---uh, that's naughtybooty!

Thanks for sharing

[StoryTellerWriter]

makes me want to talk to my crush in the office.

[17thWhitePrince]

There is so much passion written here
It is felt with each line that appears
It is so much more than just the physical
It also tears at the mental and the emotional chords that bind us
To lose yourself entirely to the moment is to give yourself over
To let yourself get consumed by the flame that rises between you and your lover
And in that perfect moment whence reality meets fantasy and dreams turn actuality
Nothing else matters because after the pages have been written and after the time has past
And once we have awoken and opened our eyes, we will think to ourselves
Was that real?
Was I dreamin'?
We can't help but smile at that simple notion . . .
:P

Well done !!! :D