How Do You See Me?

What do you see when you look at me?
Is it just my physical appearance you take in?

Do you see my thick hair cascading in waves down my back?
Do you long to touch it?
Feel its softness
As you run your fingers through it
Or wrap it around your hand in our
Intimate moments?

Do you look into my dark eyes
And see the hint of a smile
And the promise of passion?
Do you fall into their depths
Or choose to stay on the surface?

Do you see my pouty mouth when you're being mean to me?
Does your gaze linger on my full lips when you're being nice to me?
Do you long to taste them,
Feel my tongue dance with yours
As I surrender to your kiss?

Do you see the curvy body you love?
Do your arms long to wrap around my waist
And pull me close?
Do you see my chest rise and fall as my breath quickens at your touch?

Do you see me fidget in anticipation, especially when I'm wearing heels?
Heels are necessary with you, for a few reasons.
I love that I feel petite with you.
I love that you pick me up like I weigh nothing.
It turns me on so much.
You turn me on so much.

Are you able to see deeper into me?
Can you see and feel my heart?
You are one of the few who understands and gets the depth of my heart.

Can you see my soul?

Look into my eyes, love, and you'll see
Probably more than you want but all that you need.

Montanaman · M

"Most men and women lead lives of quiet desperation. My desperations are never quite. "
His eyes searched hers for response.

" I enjoyed our dance." She smiled back at him.

" The pressure of possibility. The way your hips moved under your dress. " He pressed her.

"What possibility? " she was amused and toying him.

"The possibility of seeing you without the intervening dress." His fingers traced the edge of his glass, like it was her lips.

"Don't be cute." She scolded him.

"It's hard for me not to be cute." Smiling and emptying his half full glass.

Freeranger · M

It must be said.......a photograph is worth a thousand words. Then again of course, words or photographs can be manipulated so I suppose it's a gigantic wheel from truths to the untruths.....it's just a matter of degrees and where one lands on the arc and what we are willing to accept. We all continue to spin the wheel

It's that unseen element that's the most intriguing. That sight unseen.......the long shot of supposition. What I do know is that the closer to the bone, the sweeter the meat. 😏

JesseInTX · 51-55, M

@ChampagneOnIce good that you did. Don’t want to forget something a lovely as that 🤗