Dear,
Maybe it's the winter days, the snowflakes falling from the sky, the cold sneaking inside my bones. Maybe it's your warm voice, playing games with the creations of my imagination. There's just something about these days, I can't get you out of my mind. My thirst for you is unquenchable.
Daydreaming of you, hugging me from behind, carefully squishing me. Daydreaming of your hands running on my skin. I imagine your hands to be warm, turning me on fire with a slight touch. I wonder if you'd take your time, slowly exploring, slowly setting ablaze my body — or if you'd go hastily as if you were trying to catch lost time. I would prefer the former yet would understand the latter. Personally, I would try to go slow — all the while craving to devour you in an instant. Self control. Discipline. Hopefully you're into that, too. Leather. Do you follow me?
Because I would. Follow you. Wherever, just name a place — I don't have that many strings attached, I would happily sever them if you'd ask me to. I know it's not that easy from your side, so I'd do it for you, for us. It doesn't have to be that deep, it doesn't have to move fast, it doesn't have to be committed. Let's just take it as it comes. If there's just one promise I'll make, it is that I will protect your heart. And the one of those you love.
All this may seem a bit intense — well, I am intense — but you should not be worried nor uncomfortable. I am a safe place, I am kind, I respect you. Boundaries, I respect boundaries, too. Do I wish to cross them? Sure, absolutely. But I'll stay on my side of the fence until you open the gate to invite me in.
I would love a tiny spot within you, even just a match box pushed in a corner of a drawer. I don't need a shrine, just a place to rest. A place for you to hold me safe. You wouldn't need to visit often nor spend much on maintenance, I'd be content with minimal attention — as long as it's meaningful. I want depth, meaning. All the rest, I can live without.
This connection is odd, likely unreal. But oh so comforting. I needed that, I needed you. Shall we walk the same path for a bit?
Yours.