The Letter

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    The Letter

    The Letter
    This is a letter written from a man who truly desires this special woman, and only through this letter is able to express his deepest passion for her…

    To the woman I desire,
    I have thought a great deal of how and what I wanted to write to you, but somehow I still get a little nerves when it comes to me expressing to you the desire and passion that I have sincerely embedded in my mind, heart, and soul. Before I continue let me explain to you that time has provided for me a chance to know truly how life can be with you. It also has shown me the emptiness that my life would in all possibility be without you. Perhaps it could say that you cannot miss something you never had, but you can hold on to the idea of having something long enough until the reality is measured only by your own thoughts. And so, it is safe to say that though you are not mine to have as of now it is still more of the fact of how much my heart yearns for you even if it is just to hear you call me name. So with this truly said from my heart allow me to attempt to caress you with the intimate pleasures of my fantasy that has captivated every inch of my soul for you.
    As the dream begins in a room with candlelight all over while giving off different fragrances and scents as various shapes and sizes of candles flicker as the still air touches the flame. I am sitting with my back against the headboard of the bed with a total feeling of contentment. Accompanied with the overwhelming sense of pleasure knowing that any moment you will be held gracefully in my arms…and then the door opens and you come in.
    You stand near the door as you slowly close it behind you with a smile on your beautiful face that literally almost brings a tear to my eye. I scan your entire body from head to toe and you are wearing a tightly fitted short strapless red dress that holds on to you by nothing but the support of your awesomely firm breast and the dress accents your figure like a glove, and on your adorable feet you stand sexy as can be in a pair of red stiletto heels that are delicately strapped around your ankles and the heel of your feet are expose. You slowly yet calculatingly walk towards me as you say my name so softly. You are now so close to me that I can reach out and actually touch you, but right at that second you begin to remove your dress as I stare at you with my whole body in a frozen state of motion. Right before my eyes unveiled the loveliest body of the hottest woman I have ever witness. The dress is now on the floor around your ankles as you step out of the dress totally. The only stitch of garment you have on now is the red heels. You back away from me so that I may get a full view of what is in store for me so that there will be no confusion of how very fortunate and pleased I am going to be very shortly. You stride with steps of assurance like a model on a runway knowing the satisfaction that comes with you. You walk to the foot of the bed and on the bed crawl towards me like a tigress approaching her prey and the only fear I have is that my heart does not stop beating from the excitement that weighs upon me. As I look at this beautiful specimen of sheer beauty there could be no way any more perfect of a woman…not to change, add, or take away one portion of this image that is now at my finger tips as I place out my hand to meet you.
    You lay beside as I gently yet abruptly kiss you with the tranquility of a very first kiss given. I stare into your eyes and I see the spirit of us both intertwined together almost as one as we float aimlessly towards eternal bliss. I reach for a bottle of lightly scented oil I had gently warming for the pleasure of arousal. You turn on your stomach with the expression on your face granting me full permission to have my way with you. I slowly let the oil pour on to the middle of you back as I manipulate my hands from your shoulders to your superb round butt. As I enter you thigh area you slightly give out moan and that’s when I decide to warm my hands by the flame of the candle as you turn over on your back. I then pour more oil on my tempered hands and smoothly massage your body. From the tips of your breast I move rapidly yet softly to spark the erogenous sensation that lies inside your eyes as you stare right at me. I move down to your navel and around your stomach and top it off with a kiss right at the bridge between your legs. Your moan has now turned almost into the purr of a kitten that lets me now how satisfied my oil rub for you was.
    All that exist at that moment is not of the past and not of the future to be but simply of the here and now. It is like time has stood still and nothing matters right then but you and I to assure that neither one of us will miss one second of action nor one iota of thought while in progress of reaching the most paramount plateau of erotic euphoria ever shared between any man and woman.
    Without any introduction you wrap your arms around me as tightly as you can and whisper in my ear make love to me until we explode in ecstasy. As I comply to your wish I erupt with such passion that I kiss you so deeply that we both slip into a transformation of raw sexual encounter that we almost loose consciousness. As the floodgates of satisfaction open widely for us at the same time we remain confined into each other for moments after.
    I look down into your eyes once more and see that serenity is now caressing you to sleep I smile once more to know that nothing ever so beautiful has touched my soul the way you have.
    There is no greater pleasure than that of bodily contact but bodily love will always take you a height you can only imagine. Making love is more than an action it is mind and soul also. When togetherness becomes an expression through our bodies our spirits is of one wing and it is only while we are joined with the one we love do our spirits find the other wing to fly. Come go with me to a place where our spirits will fly free.


    k.goss









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    nightsky commented on The Letter

    09-07-2009

    It starts out sensually, then erotically, but it doesn't get lost in lust....the feeling is what remains on top: Making love is more than an action, it is mind and soul also--Yes. 3 in 1. :)

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    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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