Nights Like These...
As I lie beside you I stare in wonder at the features expressing a mirror of the love shown on my own face. What did I do to deserve such a precious gift?
You giggle as I ask you the question and I smile knowing the answer you will give, the same answer I received for the numerous other occasions I asked. It has become a ritual of sorts for us now. We order a meal from our favourite take-away and come home only to end up feeding each other cold food because we are too concerned in each other to notice the time flying by.
Wrapped up on the sofa in each other and balancing half-filled trays of food on our laps we soon discard the cutlery in favour of more enjoyable ways to eat. When our lips aren't tasting each other we're suckling on sauce covered fingers that once held a tasty morsel of take-out. Pieces of tender chicken or pork dangle teasingly above eager mouths and are taken with the slightest pressure of teeth and the hint of a kiss preparing us for the evening ahead.
With a mischievous glance you take the almost empty tray from me and I sit in quiet anticipation with hooded eyes watching your every flowing movement, every moment like this with you I treasure. You love it when I watch with my eyes sparkling dangerously with barely concealed emotion, I remind you of a wild animal that can never be fully tamed. You remind me of all things delicate yet so infinitely powerful.
Tonight you remind me of flowers. Not any flower in particular for you are the embodiment of many of natures fragile vessels; strong, beautiful and with a scent that is all your own: You.
Silently you motion me to move into a lying position on the sofa and lean over to straddle my hips, never once do we break eye contact. I smirk as you begin to slowly tease the buckles of my shirt undone and you give a mock glare in return with those beautiful eyes, those startlingly beautiful violet eyes. Yes, that is the first of many flowers you remind me of. The purest and most vibrant of Violets.
Electric shivers run through my body as your fingers splay across my now bare chest and stomach, my darker skin contrasts with the lighter skin of your skillful hands and I am reminded again of how different we are. One light and one Dark. You with the skin as delicate and creamy white as Lily petals, you're my most precious Lily flower that I would give my life for gladly if it meant saving yours. Violets and Lilies...
Damn! Your head dips up from my chest and I kiss you fiercely until your lips are rose red and bruised. Like a Rose you have a dangerous aspect to you, the difference is that a Rose doesn't have teeth. You smirk this time and run your hands across the reddening skin on my now heaving chest, biting wasn't in the rules my love. My turn.
I flip you over and hear your gasp of surprise, revenge will be sweet. Running my hands through your dishevelled hair I notice the brightness of you taking over me, the room darkens in comparision to the light of you. Like a Sunflower you're absorbing all that is given by the sun, you're so bright I feel I don't deserve you sometimes.
Delicate like flowers, yet so powerful in the way you affect people, just like the flowers. Violets, Lilies, Roses, Sunflowers and...damn I don't care anymore. You're my world. Capturing your lips in another frenzied kiss and feeling your hands trailing lower the only thought running through my head is this: To name a flower after you would be an injustice, there is no such species of flower capable of representing all that you are. My Yuugi.
As we continue to explore each other further our thoughts seem to be in unison. We hope that there are still more of these nights to come. Many more nights...