I am who Iam

Jocee

Run down by the love fest of emotions twirling as I kissed her. I lift 
her head as I tilt mine to look into her big brown eyes. I am 
mesmerized. I feel her heart pounding as I stroke her  arm with soft 
exceeded strokes, I find myself lost, twirling in the depths of her eyes 
the flutter of her heart and the warmth of her exhaled breaths. As I 
figured, it was in no time that I found myself singing in her soul. It 
was the fulfillment I so long desperately begged for. I am passionate 
and immensely intense with the heart to heart mutuality. Im raging a 
penetration of passion, desire, pleasure, and most importantly LOVE. I 
am in LOVE. Lean into a kiss, that I can't help but give her. She can 
barely feel my lips as our lips brush one another. But its a tease, I 
know she's waiting and willing and wanting. My hands are drifting in her 
velvet hair who's essence is just breathtaking. Their are no words that 
can describe my obsession to her. She speaks softly in my ear, "I would 
whisper, but you can't hear my heart talk", she's beautiful. Physically, 
mentally and soulfully beautiful. If given half the chance to ever love 
like I love you'd be ever so lucky. I reply, as I give her lips a soft 
needing tap, "Its screaming", I  told her. She smiles, she smiles that 
smile that melts my heart into the pit of my stomach, the smile gets me 
all the time. Im anxious, waiting for a response.  But she fidgets with 
my fingers and says "I bet our souls have met their match."