The Feeling

I wake up n see a lonely pillow, and a side of my bed without any creases or feeling your body heat beneath it. As i go on about my day i wonder if ill see you along the way. I think of you all the time, I look at the pictures and wish i could rewind time. I was so happy with all the joy you bought in my life, I always thought I would be your wife. The warmth and love in your eyes, the way you dressed and the masculinity of your cologne. I always wore your shirt when you werent home. Counting down the minutes till you walk through the door. Your hands on my waist and my arms around your neck kissing passionately as our clothes fall piece by piece to the floor. You lay me down n tease me with the tip of your moist tongue, gliding down my breast and then lower. My head spinning and youre love floating around me, gripping my thighs as I moan softly. Youre in deep stroking me tenderly with my legs wrapped around you tightly and now its gettn hot with sweat dripping down our bodies, you kiss on my neck softly. My fingers hopelessly gripping on the sheets, as I call out "Paaa-pi". Now I'm in control swirling, rocking and bouncing on you like a stripper pole, hold on cause baby you know how I roll. We finish off in the shower, Our heart rate decreasing, as you hold me and shower water drips down. We lay in bed n cuddle a few hours. I drift off to a peaceful sleep n wake up to your cooking, Cracked windows letting in a breeze, soft playing music, some talking and a little giggling. We're happy and all i know is i the love feeling. All your loving words n actions, youre telling me how much you love and want me. Hold up. Damn i was dreaming. I miss the feeling...