the "letter" was a personal card that i was working on for valentines.your the first one to read it. i wondered if you could tell me if the tone is good, or if im giving wrong impression with this? here goes:
You smiled at me and I forgot to breath, let alone speak. Thinking to myself "why does he have to look so gorgeous?" I watched you with secret wants, sneaking sniffs of you while I passed. When you talked, the Jersey sound gave each word its own personality. Would your skin taste as good as it looked. Where you were that delicious chocolate color EVERYWHERE. How would I feel with your flawless dark hands upon my white freckled body? These thoughts were very enticing and slightly worried.
My chance to find out if all these things were as good as I imagined came in the form of bowling. You projected this image of control, would you be like that when we were alone. Having your "gonna getcha" eyes on me did crazy things to my body and my game. Belly constantly fluttering from not knowing what was to follow. You had this "just you wait and see" smile on your beautiful lips for me. When you touched me, would it be gentle and light or would it be urgent and strong? I would blush from head to toe as I secretly wished for your teasing actions to become a real invitation. I could show you my finely tuned talents that only this Molish woman has!
My skin still tingles with the smallest brush of your hands or the caress of your breath on my back while we sleep. Your body warm and giving as I fall asleep within your arms. The sound of my name slipping from your kissable lips sends me into a melted state. The moment right before I first see you I have this feeling that I can‘t find words for. You still make me blush like crazy. Feeling like a young girl getting her first kiss or wink.
There is no definite forever in this world....just chances and letting them happen. Moments in life that will forever be remembered or tossed back to the wind for some one else. I don't know what is going to happen with you and I. I have no concrete expectations nor do I want your promises. I just want a chance to see where these moments will take us. MAYBE if I am lucky.... I can finally have the highest score, do the victory dance on the lane for kicking your butt! Most of all I would like a chance to give moments of happiness and blush like crazy. Moments so I can tell you what a wonderful man you are and becoming each time I see you. Opportunities to make your heart race. Letting me give you that tingling sensation that only comes from the soft, slow caress of skin. Chances to see you become excited by life and my "just you wait" smiles.