is a beautiful moonlit night in the middle
of February. The stars are out
illuminating the night sky like a picture
perfect New York City night.
is a beautiful moonlit night in the middle of
February. The stars are out illuminating the night
sky like a picture perfect New York City night, and
I am glad to spend this magnificent full moon night
with my date.
are lying here on his balcony watching the stars
and holding one another, tighter than anything we
care for; I feel lost in his arms. I know I am safe
with him but at the same time, I am uncomfortable;
I know that I can be the real me, and that he will
understand and maybe learn to love me just the way
I am. I have this feeling that I can tell him
anything; maybe that's why I trust him, but I can't
figure out why is it so difficult to be around
cold breeze sweeps my long hair in his direction. I
just close my eyes and try to imagine the rest of
my life with him.
silent; we don't speak a single word and just
listen to the trees blowing in the air. We can feel
each other's breath and we close our eyes and
breathe together as one. He holds me closer to him.
My heart is thumping. I don't want to let go of
him; I start to feel even safer with him.
am feeling the comfort and can't hold it any longer
and I want to go for a kiss. So I turn towards him
and gaze into his blue eyes, getting lost in them.
I guess we both know what is going to happen but we
don't move a muscle and just gaze at each other and
take things very slowly.
knows that I want him more than anything and I know
he wants me. We stare at one another just waiting.
I slowly brush my hands on his face. I know he
enjoys me touching him. As I see his eyes roll back
in enjoyment, it gives me confidence and I start to
feel a bit more comfortable. The awkward moments
can't hold on anymore. I stop touching his face and
we both start to move in closer and closer, until
finally our lips touch and sparks fly in the air. I
feel like I'm flying in enjoyment and I am
comfortable. We both kiss with such passion that I
loose track of everything around us and enjoy the
eyes lock again; knowing that what has just
happened will never be forgotten by neither one of
us. I look straight into his eyes and we don't
speak a single word. We go back to holding each
other and go on with the night in silence, knowing
that if we leave, we have to face the world and be
separated. So we just stay there until we fall
asleep in each other's arms.
Good Ol' Days
Dog I Teased
Last Days for My
Time Being a Big
on My Eyelid
about Music: Music
Where's My Mommy
- Sandy and Thomas Peters