Wanting, waiting

I vowed I wouldn't kiss you...wouldn't fan the small flame lit in the middle of the night. Now, the flame has spread and I am consumed by this want, this inescapable desire to have you...all of you.

You have aroused my mind, and with it, my body. I know I am yours now.

All I can think about now are your lips, your tongue, your firm but gentle touch. It is harder for me, knowing the end to that desire. I want to show you what it's like, how beautiful it is, how powerful, but we can't have it until we're both certain of who and what we are. Lose control when we've gained it. It's not about lust, a thirst dying for completion, but a summation of our individual beliefs and aspirations.

Your first time will be mine, as well. Never have I been touched so purely, so honestly as this. Until then, I''ll only have to close my eyes to feel you...