look at me in this way, tell me what you thinking. You stand up and come to me. We are in front, one of another. Our lights begins their dance. Slowly we enter in our parallel world, and i feel your warm embrace. Our souls melting And our hearts beat making fast. Your eyes into mine. For a while, we remain in this way. Breathless. Sweetly i put on your chest my hands. You whisper me ‘Do it’. Blushing, i know what you mean. So slowly, without taking my eyes off you, i sweetly slide my hand in your shirt. You breathless, you left me falls your shirt over yours arms. Right after, you caress my face and you smiling me. While your hand is on my face, i close my eyes to catch the moment in my soul, in my heart. Your hand is still on my face, my eyes still closed. But another whisper ‘Look at me, i’m here’. Your gently hands on me. Face to face. What which we are looking at in ours glance, are just we. What which we feeling is unnoticeable, we feeling it just us. We feel it, trought our eyes, ours souls, our hands, just trought that little rustle, our dancing lights, but above all, we feel it trought our glances. And that’s an incredible feeling. Our parallel world
It’s something more than a strange feeling. Something it says me, what im writing in this open diary, makes us feel closer. What i’m feeling right now, isnt just your presence, right here, by my side, but it’s something it goes beyond everything we felt till now. My vise in the stomach didnt leave me. You was and you are close to me since i left you my comments on your blog. You’ve read them, im sure. and im sure you’ve read my latest posts i wrote here. I feeling you so close to me, i remain breathless if i close my eyes. You are here. You looking at me. I dive myself in your glance. Slowly we enter in our parallel world, where a hypnotic music welcome us. A touch of you, and a long and deep breath of mine, and ours souls melting together. We are in front of one another. Slowly i approach my hands on your chest. Your soft t-shirt. Slowly i slide my hand in it. Your bare chest. We dont say any words, but you understand what are my intentions. They are yours too.
Right after your t-shirt falls down on the floor. We look at us, for a moment. You caressing my face softly, metioning a smile. We stop us, while we looking at us, eyes in eyes. A whisper fly in the air ‘How much i’ve waited this moment’. Slowly we approaching to kiss us. And everything around us become a moltitude of colors. We taking flight, making our love, made of little kisses, embraces, glances, touches, a little whispers.