I think I hopped up on my soapbox last night and you might think I’m looking for the perfect robot, not a human. I can say this...
The words curiosity, enlightenment, thought, and kindness kept vibrating in my brain so I figured I would spend some time exploring why.
Gabriella, Gab or Gabby to her closest friends, pulled out the chair in front of her espresso-colored oak desk. She placed a piping hot cup of coffee down on the coaster next to her keyboard and sat. Her eyes trailed across the contents of the neatly organized L-shaped surface, and she smiled. Her beautiful full lips curling upward in satisfaction. She had just returned from an amazing week with Anthony, and he had given her a beautiful pair of Kate Spade sunglasses as a goodbye gift. She loved being his part-time girlfriend.
Night one without you, the pain was so raw -- a million short breaths, shallow breathing through a straw.
He only loves me for my lips. I know it, even if He says different. • It’s the way He looks at my mouth when I speak, and the hunger when we kiss that has me convinced. He fell in love with my mouth, but not for the intellect conveyed... no, but for the voluptuous beauty and softness on full display.
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Slide my chair in front of yours, a coffee table in between. My legs stretched out gently brush the side of your pants.
Loving again doesn’t surprise me, but loving you, as deeply as I do, has.
We ascended the glass elevator to my hotel room, hand in hand, my pulse racing with excitement. Now it was my turn to set the mood, so I selected some sultry jazz tunes from my phone’s playlists. Moscow and I sat on the couch and discussed what was about to happen. • Warning: Contains explicit language and graphic sexual references. Only for readers 18+.
Tonight, you weren’t fine, and I felt your pain. Tell me. Don’t tell. I’ll just stay in my lane. We keep hurting each other. Our unintentional flow. The truth cuts so deep, and we go blow for blow.