Sometimes love isn't exactly what we think it's supposed to be. Sometimes love is nasty, and complicated and messy. Other times it's beautiful, simple and romantic. But when you find the man of your dreams, it's all worth it. This is the blog of a woman in her 40's who is living the rest of her life with "the one" and documenting it all.
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Sunday Kind of Love
His torso spooned mine with legs entwined and Egyptian cotton tangled in-between. Heat still radiating from moments earlier, we were motionless again except for his finger that continued caressing my skin.
Sounds delicious!
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