Mag-Pye

Our passion was never meant to last beyond the summer, and I've come to accept that. It was like wildfire, your touch burned my skin and left marks that will never quite go away, that I'll never forget. Our kisses were electric and hot, our bodies created friction that turned to flame. As the temperature lowered, so did the fire. Our bodies drifted apart, your touch turned cold before fizzling out. It wasn't meant to live through the changing of the leaves, the cold of winter. I will miss your touch, miss the passion, but I must accept that. I must stop longing for the heat of the August sun, shining down on us as we stole kisses and subtle t

Your tender touch sends shivers down my spine. Your lips make me arch beneath you, gasping for the air you pull from my lungs. I want to pull you close, to never release my arms from around you. I feel content there, safe from the dangers of the world. It's just the two of us, enjoying each other in the moments of quiet before the dawn, until we hear the birds chirping as the first rays of sunlight start to peek over the horizon. I hate when I have to pull myself away, to reluctantly drag my feet to your car. I savor my last few minutes with you, gazing fondly at you in the half-light of dawn. Each morning I slip into my own house, my own bed

I'm not very good at expressing myself in person. You flash a smile, tell me you love mine You call me adorable, sexy, ridiculous. I laugh, stomach full of butterflies, And all I can say is, "You too." It is true, Your smile is brilliant You're adorable, sexy, ridiculous But you're also sweet, beautiful and funny. You surprise me, with each new tidbit I learn of you You like magic tricks, you have a photographic memory Your photography is amazing, breath taking And you want me to be part of it. You make me laugh, and bounce with joy You make me delirious, light headed and full of helium, And you make me feel like I could drift into the s

You just dropped me off and I already miss you. I can't help but crave you when we part, To crave the way your lips trail lines across my collar bone, The trail of your fingers up my thigh The shivers you send down my spine. I want you beside me, both covered in a sheen of sweat Breathing hard but smiling, still touching, still tangled together. I'll see you again tomorrow, I hope And I can't wait to see that soft smile on your lips when you see me To share those first kisses of the day, And the innumerable kisses between the first and the last. I can still feel your hand between my thighs as we drove, The wind whopping around us, music