Night 3

 

I long for the touch of your sweet embrace, as my memories of you fade like pictures in an unframed glass.  Did I trip, I feel stunned, or is it just the disbelief that you do not lay beside me tonight.  That I am alone, not only physically but mentally as well.  Do u see, do u hear, as I call out to you in the voices of pain in my mind and in my heart.  "Oh how I miss you amo."

 

A dream, or shall I say a fantasy that I pray upon many a night that u would come to me in this bitter reality I call life.  I spend much a night awaiting a soul that I know would suit my dream, but yet has it come to me in the way it has to be in order to gain access to my heart.  No man has ever gained such an honor shall I say, or does It sound vain to take that much pride in oneself.  I beg not so that I would never settle for what the world has laid out for me.  What I seek fits no mold or cannot be fit in a category that others have been placed.  He is beyond that, and no name has been fit to suit him, he is the one I see when I close my eyes at dusk and when I open my eyes at dawn.  He is amo, or as you say my love.

 

As the women around me await their princes in shining armor and white horses I await only thee.  Never has an emotion engulfed me until now.  How do I explain to another how I feel for you without sounding a bit insane, I cannot so I cease to explain at all?  My eyes twinkle like the stars above and I bring upon faded thoughts of you and my heart skips a beat and I smile a smile with true love behind it.

 

I feel like a princess without the castle, for you have the ability to take from me as you please.  You are the amo.  Your soul is as pure as your heart and your heart is as loving as my mind when I think of you and only you.

 

I close my diary for the night and exhale thinking of how much I miss you.  It has been days since your last visit and I don’t know what to think in my heart.  I long to look into your ocean eyes, to touch your hair like fine strands of silk, my hearts sighs with just the thought of it.  In the mist of my memories I am disturbed as I hear a knock at the door.  I answer to find a young senor dressed in black attire, he hands me an enclosed envelope tied in black silk simply addressed in my name, and I open it at once and begin to read:

 

Dear Beth,

 

          Oh how I miss you so mi amo.  My heart can no longer wait for you, so tonight I ask of you this favor.  Can you meet with me tonight and stop this pain that lies deep within my heart, and can you stop this torture that my mind is going through when I wonder where you are, and what are you doing, and what are you thinking, and is your heart consumed with me like I am consumed with you?  Or do I sound foolish to you when I speak of you like this?  I hope not my love for these feelings for you that I speak of are embedded deep not only in my heart but within my soul, so please my love grant me the great honor of being by your side tonight.

 

I’ll await your presents forever,

 

Nick

 

My heart nearly exploded as my eyes took in his words.  I immediately ran into my bedroom and dressed myself in something that would delight his eyes and rushed to meet with amo.  I knew where he would be without doubt or hesitation.  It was one of his passions he had told me once before and it was also the first place that me and amo had confessed our love or one another, how could I ever forget that night.  He had me engulfed in unadulterated bliss.  And as my mind brought about that memory my heart plunged in my chest and the wind captured my hair as my feet stepped into the grains of pure white sand and nick stood there, the look of impenetrable love in his eyes.  I let go of the breath that was caught in me and a tear escaped from my eyes and my body was frozen as he stepped toward me and when the gap was closed we kissed, and when we kissed it was like nothing else.  I could not sum up what I felt as I felt his tongue entwined with mine and I could taste him upon my lips and I could smell his scent in the night air, but it was astonishing.  His hands began to roam my body and touch what it had long desired. 

 

My blue silk swayed in the wind and his hands took advantaged of what was exposed.  I blushed shyly feeling the warmth grow between us as he carried on.  “May I have all of you amo?”  He asked gently in my ear and I granted to his request.  He created space between us and slowly began to undress himself as I watched intensely, admiring what I had missed for many nights.  He placed me down on a throw he had laid out for us and my heart spun as the warmth of his body slide between my thighs increasing the wetness that stirred within me.  His lips planted soft kisses on my collarbone my fingers tangled into his blond silk.  He continued to fulfill my fantasies as I feel his breath on my breast and nipples, just as he capture one into his mouth.  I cried out in pleasure at amo’s artistic actions as he continued to do the same to my other breast.  My body is set in ablaze with the thought of him being inside of me, thrusting intensely into my pussy, my muscles clinched tightly around him, but such thoughts have little time to play in my mind as I am once again pulled into reality and I feel nick’s lips on the sensitive skin of my inner thighs.  His fingertips’ ever so lightly stroking the backs of my sweltering thighs and my body tries to remain calm through his sweet torture.  Them mi amo heightens my impatience as he gently blew onto my lustfully wetness.  My body is cooled a little by a pasting night wind and I shiver at its tender feeling.  My senses are stuffed; nothing else in all the worlds seems to matter at this very moment, unless the heavens its self came crashing down.  Just you and I, engaged in the battle of profound love.  The very so tip of your tongue plays in my pussy.  “Oh.”  I echoed through the summer’s night as you continue to trace upon my inner lips.  My body is reaching extraordinary levels of pleasure, for which I never felt with another.  Amo is quite so unique from them; so artistic and divine in such a way I never thought that man could be.  I tighten around him.  Oh what saccharine temptations his body brings upon me.  His tongue deepens and I feel myself flood his mouth and he licks upon my sweet juices.  I quiver with excitement.  Beams of silver moon glow onto to my perspired frame.  He captures his lips with mine and I taste myself within him.  “Do you want me love?” he asks just to tease my senses.  It was evident how deep my desire was for him.  Oh how our beauty illuminates the night in such an agradable splendor.  I cast my sight into the dusk and find myself fixated on his angelic exquisiteness moments before I feel him.  Amo enters me slowly; very unlike what I had expected.  Our limbs entangle within each other.  His pace increased and my climax heightens.  How could peccadillo feel so pleasurable?  I close my eyes and just feel him as he slides in and out of my wetness over and over again.  I allow my nails to roam y his back and I feel his response to me by increasing his pace.  Oh amo’s skin feels so amazing against mine as I pull him close to me, just to feel as much of him as I can.  My body shivers as I feel him grow inside of me, oh my what a meaning.  His thrusts get deeper as his seed begins to fill me slowly.  Our souls have now become one as I reach my climax and soon after I feel him reach his own.  Now we lie upon the coastal front.  I close my eyes and leave my ears to work for me.  I hear the waves rise slowly on the shores.  The dusk is ending and the dawn will soon arrive.  We must go now.  He dresses himself, as I lie naked for the entire world to see and watch him.

 

“I have missed you amo.”  I declare to my love as he stares deep into my eyes seeing the depth of what I am saying to him.  He smiles a worth more then a thousand smiles from a thousand men before saying “You never will have to again mi amo, for you will be with me for all times.”

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