I wonder what he will look like..
The first smile and the first eye contact.
I wonder how his kisses will feel,
how he will kiss me...slowly and hard and urgent or languid...
I wonder how his hands will touch and caress my body.. which part of me will feel his warmth first.
I wonder how my clothes will fall; ripped and thrown or sedately tumble.
I wonder how my body will feel to him.
I wonder how his body will feel upon my skin.
I wonder how we will make the inevitable connection.
I wonder about my desire and my feeling as he enters deep inside me for the first time and I wonder if he will will hold and share my gaze as he completely fills my yearning.
I wonder if he will be shocked with my noisy but natural passion...I wonder if that will actually make him smile...
I wonder if my desire will drown him, or if..
His lust will swamp me...totally...
I wonder with passionate yet tentative thoughts...
Yet I know..that to refrain from the spontaneity and the passionate exhaustion is to not wonder at all.
Less than four days.
