Ellyevans679

She wants to dance with him… curling hips in primal promise sway. She wants to lay with him… trace gentleness on leisured sheets of light She wants to rage with him… puffing chests in fervent brash opinion. She wants to play with him… frisking fun and silly crunching banter. She wants to muse with him… on justice rare, life's circles, cracks and lines. She wants to stay with him… absorb his truth, his earnestness and laughter. She wants to love with him… possessive fragile trembling silk enclose. She wants to reach for him… and find out what it is, that makes him cry.