i miss the way a woman feels... tucked in tight yet felt so soft... the comfort leaves sighs wanting to get close... but the mind reminds the heart of who is it to reason with similarities to fall... goin beneath the texture where emotion is allowed to surface... believing in a friend... trusting in moments laid up they are content with the truth... honestly never wanting it to end... finding passion even in the way finger touch the skin... leaning in to kiss someone that'll remain with good intent... allowing the body to enjoy the pleasure of being cuddled up... giving even when asleep time well spent... to awaken to an arm reaching for what it refuses to go without... living everyday with that on person... clicking n having the same desires to give a lil more then the day before... bcuz they're worth the luv... liked as the soothing pushes away the air in between the existence of becoming flush... as i remember the feeling of getting use to an other willing to dig in... though i've never once had a true reason in the return to keep it goin... so i sit n cling to the thought that maybe it's jus not for me... as it twists the laughter comin from the shape of my grin... i miss the female physic pressed against my nerves... wrapped around the curves to show i ain't goin nowhere without her by my side... sharing space for a better friendship to intensify relation the way two are to come together... so i jus wait to see for myself if there's one out there thinking i could be who on her mind... riding the merry go round goin up n down with the interest that fades into lonely nights... dreaming of how life insists on the finding of an other looking to be claimed... getting to know the entanglement that occurs in the pretzel position... us wanting to hear whispers to crawl across the pillow n say my name...
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