Wednesday, July 6, 2011

How do You Want me to Touch You?

The Lover asked:  How do you want me to touch you?

She answered:

I want you to touch me as if you were going away tomorrow, far far away, and you wanted to remember the feel of my body, the texture of my skin, the hills and valleys that make up the landscape of who I am.

I want you to touch me as if you were blind, knowing that you love me, but unable to see me. Touch my face, my breasts, my belly, my toes...  learn what I "look" like, imagine me in your mind as your hands explore my shape.

I want you to touch me as if your hands were healing hands, radiating love energy with every stroke.  Feel the energy penetrating through skin, through flesh, entering into the cells of my body.

I want you to touch me as if you gained your nourishment through your hands.  Feed on me, drink deeply, and draw from your touch the love that I hold for you.

I want you to touch me as if you were feeding me through your hands, as if by your touch I am nourished and sustained.  Every inch of me cries out for your touch, yearns to be fed.

I want you to touch me as if your hand were a feather, lightly caressing the edge of my being.

I want you to touch me as if your hands were paintbrushes, and as you caress me, you are coloring me in brilliant, sparkling, dazzling hues.

I want you to touch me as if you were erasing the outer me, allowing me to reveal my inner self to you.

I want you to touch me as if you had carved a sculpture, and were now feeling its finish, smoothing out any rough areas, enjoying the finished product.

I want you to touch me as if your hands were fire, burning away the dross and leaving only the pure gold of my soul.

I want you to touch me as if your hands were sponges, soaking up the essence of my being.

I want you to caress me as if I were made of dry clay, and by dampening my skin you enliven my spirit.

I want you to touch me as if my skin were soft velvet.

I want you to touch me as if you were a musician, and your touch brought forth different sounds from different parts of me.

I want you to touch me as if I were a rare jewel, precious and valuable.

I want you to touch me like a Lover.

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