August 18, 2010

What he does

It is a list of things I cannot touch:

It is in the unwrapping of my deepest insecurities, laid bare for him to scrutinize, treasure and kiss. Every white-lined scar that happened before him becomes a stanza of poetry to be read together, each imperfection held as delicately and reverently as an egg.

It is in the moments before and after sleep overtakes, my thighs satiny and slick, his hips instinctively straining for my bottom's heat.

Even in dreams I am his.

It is in the power of words not spoken: a quirk of my lips; an arching brow; a thumb on my chin, honoring me with his fingerprints.

It is embedded in my growing tapestry: each caress, each sharp sting is a detail in my fabric.

I am braille. Trace the stripes and patterns written on my skin to know us.

You can read it in the way we move, in the occasional blue-black clouds, and more often in a cherry sunset, peeping out from beneath my panties. It is in the way his ribs lift me and his knees embrace me.

This is the story of how we fit.

This is the story of what we do.

16 comments:

  1. The whole thing is beautiful, Pink, but I really love this line more often in a cherry sunset, peeping out from beneath my panties.
    Such a fun way to describe it.

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  2. My first thought after reading this piece was "This is amazingly beautiful." Something about the way you write Pink, captures perfectly how a person feels when they find someone to share life and passion with. It's like hearing a song that reminds you of a time, place, or person. You can smell, taste, touch, and feel the way you felt at that moment. The way you talk about his touch brings tears to my eyes because I know that touch, I feel it everyday and I appreciate it. Thank you for sharing with us your love affair, I am one of many of your grateful readers.

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  3. This gave me chills.

    Ditto what Traci said: The way you talk about his touch brings tears to my eyes because I know that touch, I feel it everyday and I appreciate it. Thank you for sharing with us your love affair, I am one of many of your grateful readers.

    -H

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  4. Wow. This is exquisite. You've left me almost speechless. It's true poetry: each line a celebration of language and imagery. My favorite is "It is embedded in my growing tapestry: each caress, each sharp sting is a detail in my fabric." Beautiful metaphor, just beautiful!

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  5. Thank you all so much for your beautiful comments. It really means so much to me to have this kind of understanding and appreciation.

    Love you guys! :)

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  6. She's an amazing writer huh? Hot pictures too...
    :)
    FH

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  7. As you know from my own blog, I am a great believer in the power of words to paint erotic pictures in the mind and to arouse the senses. Well done on this. It captures the mood exactly.

    If you are interested in reading something by me, I have an article in a Dutch on line magazine loosly based on my first ever spanking. It's at www.amsterdam-spoke.com if you'd like to look at it.

    Well done on a great blog.

    Elizabeth Forster(Sexuelle)

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  8. Well written, my good girl!
    Now come to me as you are, I want to paint another sunset on your canvas.

    D.

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  9. You have such a way of writing Pink, this is wonderful.

    Love,
    Ronnie
    xx

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  10. FH: Thanks, "buddy"! :)

    D: You paint the most amazing sunsets. Name the time.

    Ronnie: I'm so happy you enjoyed it and honored you visit my blog.

    Elizabeth: You are the epitome of seduction so your comment made me soar. Thank you. And, yes, I read that link. I'm a bit embarrassed to admit that I stalk your blog for inspiration.

    To everyone else who has commented, sorry I didn't post individual replies. I was a bit harried when I returned last night. But all of your comments mean so much.

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  11. Stalk all you want! That's what the blog's there for.

    Liz

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  12. Ok. Command's comment to Miss Pink made me melt.

    -H

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  13. Liz: I suspect there are a fair number of us stalking your blog, so nicely done.

    Hedone: He has that way about him, doesn't he?

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