just sitting

[parch]

chin touching back to neck, tucking ever so slightly into you and a quick smile - my happiness - and a quick dart - your beautiful eyes spreading out . gold. radiant spirals . strands pushing from blue - you inside and not enough of me ever so i have to touch again - to see again - to know that your smile is only for me, you pushed up to me to press lips to lips and i played strings with tongues so i could feel a tenderness bounce back - and as always.. you indulged. i anew - again was here. just sitting - with you.

___---parch

[Trevor Vincent]

This is really good. I was caught up in it and found it very fulfilling. Maybe it's just me, b/c I seem to have a tender side to writing that is about love, but it really hit a nerve w/me. "you pushed up to me to press lips to lips and i played strings with tongues" This line really got me. I saw a lot of passion in it. Good work.