The Orphan I Am Chronicles- 18

FOREPLAY—– Most would say it is something that takes place during making love, sex, screwing, fucking, choose your word. But to me it something much more, something not so immediate but something that takes place many days before, over an extended period of time. Something that begins the minute you are finished making love until you actually enjoy that moment again.

It’s a well placed post it note, perhaps in a place she would only find it, on a mirror she alone uses, perhaps inside her jewelery box? Maybe inside that cabinet where she keeps her favorite coffee mug? It is not so much a dozen of her favorite flowers but more the placement of a single flower. It is acknowledging the little things and not ignoring them. The occasional call and not text to simply tell her something that she use to hear you say.

Its being attentive when most would not, it’s trying to recall details, seconds that most would forget…Its the right words that will send her heart fluttering, her mind running, her thoughts on the second she see’s you as she enters the door. It is the cell phones turned off, the bedside clock laying facedown. It is the fingertip softly gliding over her skin, exploring areas that you alone have access to. You should be beginning to understand, now you fill in the blanks, trust me, both of your lives will never be the same.

~ by tonekinchloe on September 5, 2011.

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