3. Passionate

I look into his eyes and wonder what he is thinking.  I don’t see the stare of the million others walking by, but someone that is looking back.  The embrace is electrifying, when I wrap my arms around his neck and snuggle my head into his chest, I feel safe. He teases me, pulling back then grabbing me foward, i like it.  He tickles me until I say stop because it hurts from laughing.  He’s down to just lie on the bed and breathe each other in, not saying a word, just enjoying our bodies pressing together.  We sit together for hours talking about nothing but at the same time everything.  I look up and an hour has gone by.  I can’t find your flaws, and I’ve really tried to look for them.  Could you be the right one?  I enjoy you so much.