I Want (Counterpoint in Reprise)
by Rachel K. []
Monday, January 10, 2005 07:39:09
I want you as my mirror, sister in flesh and lover in body. Come to me now; and as we entwine our lips and limbs, we will stoke each other’s heat and ignite our reflected energy.
Softness pressed to softness, curve fitting curve like two pieces in a puzzle, we will take each other on a journey. Seduce me, luscious diva, and let us melt together.
Tongue unto tongue and hand grasping hair, I feel light as air as you hold me. As we embrace together, fully conscious of each other’s joyous nudity, I am reminded of how the stark contrasts of the female body stand in bold relief when mirrored; soft breasts punctuated by hard nipples are pressed between us, twin pairs that symbolize the two sets of curves sparking heat between them. You are light as a feather and supple in my arms, and I in yours. Smooth on smooth and wet on wet, fingers busy between thighs, we may well grind ourselves a firestorm; and heartbeat to heartbeat, as friends and lovers knowing each other physically as we do in every other way, we can share girlish secrets, bold shyness, casual intimacy as woman finds natural.
Easy laughter follows serious lovemaking, and breathless sexual satisfaction follows further still. What nameless qualities does a female have that may be understood only by a female eye, a female mind, a female touch? Neither of us could say, but we both do certainly know.
Come to me now, fellow of flesh and of energy. Let us dance with abandon. Give me this easy fuck; let me know your cunt to a lady’s taste with me a lady, a good girl, a wanton slut. I want this carefree moment, this jubilant expression of relief bold against life’s heaviness. I want to know that this is how it should be, you and I, she and I, she and we. I want the late nights and early hours playing in your arms, hearing you moan and sigh as you make me scream.
Yes, come to me now.
I want you.