Sunday, February 20, 2011

Paintings on my skin....

I really don't know if I must reveal my secret sensual longings to an entire world. I am pretty old-fashioned and reticent, on things so personal. Guess its about telling things to myself, and not as much about you reading it. So I must go on...The moment screams to uncork. (Or maybe I'm a plain idiot). I smile to myself. I am anonymous. Advantage point??

In the backdrop...people crossed my path. Hammered my heart into a billion pieces. So many years. Many confessions of undying love only to reveal a mutilated corpse of vain, unkept promises, and crushed trust. I shattered like a glass-sky let loose. Cried for nights in a row. I walked like dead, over many days..so many seasons, fearing more hurt. Those weren't the kinds I desired and deserved. I did not curse for, people who don't value love and companionship must better be forgiven. They are already underprivileged.

My life beats for the one who'd stay by my side until I die. You, my yet-to-happen man. I long for you. I'm sure you'd cross every obstacle to make me your princess. You wont give me excuses of us being any other way, coz you know this way is the right way. Maybe I must want you hard? Pray harder?? I don't know the when-how-why's of our story. But I've faith you'll be reading me, wherever you are. Some part of this not-so-big world. Some city. Some office. Some place. Maybe you're sipping some hot coffee. Relaxing at a party. Some outing. Or a movie. I don't know. But I know, you'll be wanting me. Exactly like I'm thinking now....I love every bit of you just as you do. You are there for me when I need you the most. You love me the way I am. Your witty nothings make me laugh at odd times. You support my dreams in life. Your embrace reaffirms my belief in self when I am down. With the pillow of your arm under my head, I sleep like a baby. You long for me when I am not around. You make me feel so beautiful by that stolen glance from corner of your eyes, while reading your newspaper. You tickle my senses when your fingers tuck my carefree locks behind my ears. You make me your best friend when you confess cozy, curious desires in a naughty smile. I've no idea of where you've been hiding. Why aren't you here with me. But I know, someday..someway...we'll be together baby. Don't let me down.

You are the love of my life. I love it when you call me early mornings and say you did it to hear my sleepy-sexy voice. I love it when you leave everything behind to be with me and wait for a lonely moment to hold me tight. So tight, I hear your heartbeats. I sense your footsteps towards my existence, your longing to get close. Very very close. I love it when you playfully push me to wall, overpowering, and fill my fingers within yours. I so love it when you make my skin go weak, moving your lips down the curves of my neck and shoulders. And your eyes...deep dark eyes.. undress me, even before your hands find their way to hooks of my dress. My heart skips uncountable beats when you throw away your barriers for this moment. When you carry me in your arms to silk sheets, I long for what you are up to next. No, keep dim lights on and let some soft music play. You know I like it that way. I struggle to un-close my eyes, cant miss that look in yours. You look best this way. I wouldn't trade you off for earth beneath or heavens above. And when you search for my crests and troughs..I so love it when you make that exploratory random art on my skin with passion-soaked brushes of lips and hands. You create sizzling splashes on the palette of my senses. Why do you love to see me wild...wilder. And love it when I surrender. Each moment of our togtherness makes it a lifetime. Everytime, I sense you besides me I feel fresh as a daisy, with raindrops above. You touch ignites our love in all its glory. You instill life into my dead soul. And when your love holds your lust in hand, it makes a fatal twosome. I'd say no further and dilute our temptuous, irresistible ecstasy. Its a high of a dozen tequila shots...

Oh..honey, come on now. Wherever you are. Make a move coz you are making me uncontrollably restless. Don't shop for diamonds and delay coz I love your red roses on my bedside. Lets build our little world and cherish it. Lets extract life's intoxicating juices from these ordinary moments slipping by. Lets make a couple of tiny love bundles. Watch them grow. Lets play crazy lovers at every opportunity. Just step in that door & walk straight into my life. Fill me up in your arms. The canvas on my skin is waiting...