As we slowly lean in, we begin to share a warm sensation as our lips get closer and closer. I know I can feel my heart rumble with the passion I am sharing with this woman, but at the same time, I am holding my body back because I want to keep feeling this intense moment that is like a magnet clinching to each other. I pull back and she grabs my arm. I then feel her tight fingers as she begins to pull me in again. I can all of the sudden see the candle light as if they were getting brighter and brighter, but in reality I know that they were going out one by one, making the moment dark, soulful, romantic, passionate and full of love that is ready to melt in each others souls. As our lips touch, we begin to breathe as if we were already inside each others hearts and souls. With every last ounce of life in me, I can feel myself falling into her emotions with every emotional sense that I have. I am in a world of disbelief because of how powerful this really is. The love the heat and embracing of one another as we lay down and and become closer and closer, the love we are making is our own theatrical love in a room that peeks at us with lust. The velvet drapes and the dark wood walls and candle sconces become a our own stage of passion. With the wind blowing, the thunder crashing, and the rain washing down on a dark night, the cold air in the room becomes a hot cycle of it's own perfect storm. Slowly we begin to see each others eyes as we slightly move off to the side and lay our faces down on the pillows. She blinks, and I blink as we stare at each other.......
As I share my thoughts, I want to hear yours. As I open up, I want to know you. I am Charlie Rivero.