I Still Want Him


I still want him.
I want the first night when we slept in each other’s arms,
legs wrapped around each other.
I want the first kiss, the slow dances, the first time.
I want it all.
I want the weeks before we made love, the anticipation.
I want his soft words and his rough hands.
I want to feel his wrists on mine, holding my arms down, as he makes love to me through my clothes.
I want his cocky smile that promises me that we will always feel this rawness, this intensity, even though it’s a lie.
I want to sit on his lap while he rocks us to sleep.
I want to see me through his eyes again, to feel young and sexy and wild.
I want his cutoff tee shirts thrown on my bed, his dirty work boots by my door.
I still want him.

29 thoughts on “I Still Want Him”

      1. Mmm! Mission Accomplished! Not that I’m cometitive? Yeah! So happy this pleased You, My Dear!! This is a Super piece! I have it on my list for the next reblog. I’ve cut down to two a week to focus on getting a book self-published!! Very, very pleased to have “Made Your Day” JM!! I love it when that happens – giving or receiving!! Can’t wait to share this!!
        xoxo πŸ˜ŠπŸ’•πŸŒΉ

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              1. You are going to get me addicted to making your day! Mmmm! My words always love it when that happens!! You are too sweet, My Dear! I love your writing! This was a really great piece! Was happy to reblog it!!

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                  1. I found a long buried gem that we shared together, but can’t remember what we did with it!! Sent you an email. Please take a look and let me know what you think! It was a thrill the first time and again the second time too!!! Mmm. Let me know what you think – You made my day
                    with this little gem, No, my week!!

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