Sometime Saturday (Dumb Little Girl)
7th September 2007I like being acutely aware of you, of your quiet shifting movements and the rhythm of your breath. I am usually quite fidgety, you see. Most of the time, I require my own personal space and no violations. But not with you. With you, my skin itself becomes desire. I don’t get enough of you and it’s not just a fresh thrill. It’s also a safe comfort, a knowing familiarity, a kissing touch of sense.
I pine to be on you, to straddle you and fit my curves carefully and seamlessly over yours. Feel your warmth, your aura commingled with mine. Press into you so close and breathe you in so deeply. I see it in my mind, I wait for it throughout the day, for the time when I can again nuzzle my face into your neck and sigh contentedly in your arms. In that space I forget everything, I forget who I am and what I’ve done, but mostly I forget to care where I’m going. I get lost and ever so slightly regress.
Because that’s how I feel, so tiny. Like a puckered rosebud that hasn’t bloomed. A shrinking daffodil or something nonsensical that nonetheless warrants nurture. I become a small child, a very young girl again. A tender, cuddly bundle in floppy-eared pajamas who just needs to be held and loved by you.
8th September 2007 at 6:17 am
“I get lost and ever so slightly regress.”
I love that line. I don’t like the regressing so much, myself.
8th September 2007 at 11:37 am
That was written beautifully but admit it … you just want a good spanking!
9th September 2007 at 4:24 pm
Z: Thank you, and it’s true I hate admitting to it but that’s part of the same vulnerable feeling, isn’t it?
Joe: Hello and welcome. Goodness, am I really that transparent? ;)
9th September 2007 at 10:31 pm
‘and we eat weetabix and sing
about the joys that love can bring’ (R.H.)
Nice description of that feeling. I felt like that too, in 1998 (July I think it was).
I think you’re cool, Ani (or do I mean hot?). That Joe is a bit reductive, I reckon: there’s much more inside you than just that. ‘Intellectual princess’, possibly; ‘slight hardcore’ is a neat description; ‘complex’ definitely. Rock on, honey.
9th September 2007 at 10:46 pm
Deborah Arobed: Welcome and thank you for your kind words. Cool and hot are both high praise in my book.