More of you

      I wake up each
   morning wanting
     more of you.

At first I wanted your voice.

Then your face.

Then your eyes.

Then your lips.

Then your body.

Then your hand.

Now it is your heart.

Now, it is always
your heart...

I can smell it

''HOW COULD YOU POSSIBLY KNOW?''
she asks.

''I can tell when you need me'',
 he answers.
''I can tell when you are horny, 
I can smell it''.

When she needs something,
all she has to do is,
think about it.
No words needed.
He just knows.
Telepathically.
And he provides.
Always.

Lucky, lucky me

Utter control

Giving you utter control over my pleasure.
Watching your own pleasure unfold...

 If everyone were like us, 
this world would be
such a peaceful place to live in....

Make a wish upon a star

''Did you make a wish
upon a star yesterday? '' she asks him.
''Yes'', he says.
''Do tell!'' she urges him.
''No, I won't! ''
''At least tell me what it's all about in general!''
''Still no!''

She doesn't really want to know.
Not really.

Because the only wishes she believes in
are the ones she herself can work hard
to fulfill...

Being one

When he falls asleep, 
even for a short while,
she falls asleep too.

Synchronised breathing, 
synchronised heart beating
synchronised sleep patterns.

Being one.
In all its manifestations

Your name

SLOWLY COUNTING DOWN THE DAYS
TILL I FINALLY KNOW YOUR NAME...

Can't live without you

You decide
on when and how....

and it's sweet
and strong 
and earth shuttering
and breath taking
and magical
and so characteristic of you.

And I 'm lying by your side
breathless,
happily spent,
grateful,
content
and claimed as yours again.

And all of me 
is wordlessly screaming
to all of you:
''Claim me as yours,
I can't live without you....''

You decide
on when and how...
As always....

Summer storm raging on

Slowly, ever so slowly
she is loving him
with all her senses
celebrating him
and the part of him 
giving her joy and ecstasy.
Returning the favor.
Lovingly, adoringly.

Slowly, ever so slowly
and sensuously
all night long
in the bedroom lit by tea lights
as the summer storm is raging on...

Dusk hour

Watching the sunset.
Together.
Colours running loose on the summer sky.
Slight breeze.
Dusk hour.
Moon already visible.

His nearness as soothing as always,
the calming effect his face has on her
spreading on her entire being.

He is relaxed.
And content.
And enjoying the moment.

And they are both grateful
for this moment
and for each other...

Same way

''you are all those things 
and more...'' he says.

She indulges him.

Because she knows
how his mind works.

Same way as hers....

Playing

Like two innocent children
playing in a sandbox.

They fuck and play like this
with innocent passion
and sensual purity...

Gratitude overflow

You have given me 
so much happiness
in those last years
that all people combined in my life
could hardly match up.

Always here
in all possible ways,
not a day going by
without your support
your caring
your sweetness
manifesting in my life.

And for that,
my angel,
I am eternally grateful to you.....

More human

She has never seen a man
whose face can undergo 
so much change so quickly...

Transformative change,
creative change,
change you'd almost swear
it is self-chosen...


Sometimes it's the kind:
''You look like a very very young man'',
as she tells him
or at other times
his expression changing so radically
it's as if she's with a different person.
In a good sense.
In a 'nice surprise!' sense.

''My baby'', she thinks to herself.
''It is not just my face that has changed
ever since I've become yours''.
''Your face has changed too..''
Becoming more relaxed,
more ...more human....

Yes...

A sweet conversation,
coming from the depths of their heart:

''What if I have done this 
with all other women as well",.

''I know..always have...
I dont care...''
''I will be with you as long as you need me..''

''So what are you,
some kind of sister of mercy,
on a mission to save every looney weirdo out there?''

''Not just about 
every weirdo out there...''

''Just you...''
''Only you,
always you...''

Foxy Head

-''Who invented that nickname, Foxy?''
-''Me of course '', he says.
-''Because of that color in your hair...''

But I'll always be
a vixen at heart, baby,
no matter what...

Your vixen...

Moments

A Summer storm raging outside
and her tasting him
slowly
adoringly
relishing him
for hours.

She's swooning in his arms
from the intensity and sweetness
of his energy pouring into her.

The Moon peeking from up there
while the sunset colours are still visible.

She's napping  right across him
and he turns down the TV 
to let her sleep peacefully.

Tea lights flickering 
over a glass or two of wine.

Ice cream eating 
and her holding his foot
while sunbathing.


Salty kisses, sunburnt noses and shoulders
and massages and soothing creams
and her friends captivated by his presence.

Watching the world go by 
all around them
while drinking in 
each other's nearness.

Her happiness, his contentment.
His caring, her adoration.

What this gorgeous full moon 
brought for them....

Fond memory

One of her fondest memories:

Waves crashing on him
He is laughing like a boy
and he looks handsome
and so very young and carefree..

and happy...

By Choice

You needed me

to love you in all your forms.

You needed me

to find passion and get horny

in your gory, secret bits.

I needed you

to sing lullabies to my anxieties,
to pull me out of my drabness

and celebrate in my deeply held truths.

You did and so did I.

We found each other by chance,

we stayed together by choice...

As sweet as honey

''You're as sweet as the honey
they produce here'', she tells him.

And he is.
Even sweeter, I swear.
Much sweeter.

Every act of kindness and care
he does for her
rendering her heart
even fuller with love.

An overflow of gratitude..