tracing_your_skin a new dreamer with longing eyes each subtle glance an imaginary finger stroke, a soft caress with my lips. i watch you move. your skin ripples on graceful, sinewy muscles, and as you flex, or walk, or laugh, or talk i feel my stomach contract and my world explode. i find myself longing to explore your smooth skin with my lips, my tongue. just craving you. when we're talking like normal people, do you see this thirst? can you see that if you gave me even the slightest opportunity, i would take it? this frenzied desperation is awful, but how could i think about anything else, when my thoughts only exist around you? every minute, i think about you. scary, i know. it's horrifying. all i want is to gently trace my fingers over you, and watch your eyes ignite. 060110 what's it to you? who go blather from