I hunger for you. I am anxiousness to be together; to feel the electricity of skin on skin while making love. Divine, simply divine but I want to serenade you and take you on a trip to your favorite orgasmic shore. As I lie there, the moon is bright and shines into our room, the ocean lulling you like a baby; the curtain wafting and moving gracefully in response to the breeze. You sleep peaceful and the light linen sheet...