Maybe I’ll just let this sit here for a minute as my mind permantly stores the beauty of your naked body into my memory. I want to remember your curves, your feminine shoulders, that exposed neck that really needs to be marked.. That beautifully round bum, that again should really have at least one red hand print on it. I want to soak it all in for I know once I push my hips forward and I feel your warmth surround me I am lost. Lost in a haze of lust, of pleasure, of moaning and groaning, of random swearing, of sheet grabbing, nipple pinching, finger biting, hair pulling, clit rubbing moments. Moments of frantic, passionate, instinctual actions based soley on desires, void of any intellectual thoughts. But after it’s all said and done and we both exhausted and have collapsed into each others arms drifting off to sleep I want to remember this very moment. I want remember this moment in time so during my dreams I can do it all over again.