Chapter 1
Lovemaking starts in the mind. Then a laugh. Then a comfortable sensation that exists beyond intertwining our sexual genitals. It's in the kisses on your cheek or forehead as you sleep and I slip off to work. It's when I bring you in for a hug when your day has been stressed and anxiety soaked.
Lovemaking is becoming transparent in my desires for only you.
I can't take my eyes off of your body as you undress to enter the shower. How I must stop myself from trailing my tongue up your spine as you ask for me to reclasp your brassiere.
It's when I sit for coffee before the house awakens to lives chaos and listen to you. I hear your dreams. Your fears. Your views. Your frustration.
Lovemaking starts in the mind. Today, my thoughts are consumed by you. Enough to make the goddess Aphrodite blush.
