Toes Tingle

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Tell me something.
When one loves,
really, deeply loves,
Do your toes tingle too?

Waking up, still thinking,
dreaming of him. Making a
cuppa coffee. Wishing
to share it with him. Creamy,
sugary swirls, lost in him ...

Morning shower. Hot water
sprinkling, soft suds dripping,
fantasizing his fingers sliding ...

Drying warm body. Softly patting,
he says, one must pat...
Jasmine lotion flows, remembering
a massage session. Us soft sheets,
candles, bodies in motion ...

Slippin' my pink thong on ... Yes,
they lit him up like the fireworks
on the fourth. Passion ran rampant.
Fingering the elastic, whimpering moans
escaping, dry hungry mouth.

Whipping out my Capri's, his eyes aglow,
when I saw him last. Wearing my tight lil,
black Capri's. Desire so potent,
the bed flamed ... as it shook ...

Combing short honey, feathery hair.
Yes, honey ... He liked it longer,
wishing I had not cut it. It grows,
fluffy, soft ... He ran it through
his fingers, lovingly ... sweet.

Now ready to start my day.
What is he doing? Still sleeping,
to see him in bed. Watch as
he sleeps. Wanting to slide in bed
beside him. Fingers caressing his
chest. Toes running up ... down
his feet. Feeling his breath
upon my shoulder ... heaven.

He is not here. I know.
Yet, I feel him, see him,
love him. Yes, I love him ...

Toe's tingling, taunting me.
Wanting him to share my life with.
I know one day, it will happen.
We shall be together. Till then,
my toes tingle, when I think of him ...

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MRWIGGLEWORMMRWIGGLEWORMover 18 years ago
toes tingling from loss of blood!

this is why you always keep a crowbar beside the bed. so after that amorous romp you can get your toenails out of the celing silly rabbit

bigntenderbigntenderover 18 years ago
Mine do!

Your thoughts and memories are so vivid and thought provoking. My toes tingle with other parts. *grins* If they don't, then you may not be 'in love'. You talk so tenderly to and about him. You really describe why your toes are tingling. Great poem!

My Erotic TaleMy Erotic Taleover 18 years ago
mused me...

hehehe I love your positive writes~

tickled my insides with toe tickles <grin>

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