You smell like you. Your smell is better than sex. It awakens my entire being. It’s ever so tantalizing. I’m almost addicted to it, in fact if you were around more I’d be so accustomed to it that I’d find all other smells utterly deplorable. I’d be forever loyal to you and only you.
Your touch, mmm, yes, your touch does wonders. Like magic your touch makes every doubt disappear. Cupping my back side the way you do making me feel like a rose. Delicate yet hard not to admire with your hands. Gripping every curve my body offers you. Making me melt in your hands. Never do I want to be touched like this by another man again.
Your voice, ha, yes, the way you formulate your sentences and your tone go beyond turning me on. It’s inspiration. It’s like love making to my mind. Amazing. Keep talking and I’ll never want to listen to the voice of any other man because only your voice matters.
Your eyes, wow, yes, your almond shaped eyes, even when they’re tired they’re still worth gazing into. I can even close my eyes and still envision yours. If you give me the look I’ll never look into the eyes of another man the way I look into yours.
Tonight, this morning, you are what I’m grateful for.