Charmed: Simple Words
I never thought I could love like this.
When you're growing up you watch TV and you see how much in love people are. And you think 'that's not real' or 'that will never happen to me. And here I am.
I feel his warm gentle hands sliding across my stomach from behind me. Every nook and cranny of me tingles at his touch. I love this feeling. This feeling only he can give me.
Does everyone find a person who can do this to them? I hope so. This feeling is not something I would want anyone to miss out on.
When he touches me I will always know I will never be alone. I will always be safe. Always have a shoulder to cry on. Someone to tell my secrets to. Someone to cheer me up when the world has let me down. Some one to take care of me. And someone who feels the same as I do when we touch.
His breath caresses my neck, as his lip hover above. Again another tingle is sent down my spine.
I close my eyes before his lips touch my neck. Wanting to focus only on his touch. I lean my back into him. His lips travel up my neck. I lift my chin as he begins to kiss my jaw line. My hands let go of the plate I was washing, letting it fall in the sink. One covers his where it rests on my belly. The other reaches behind me, placed at the nape of his neck. He continues kissing down my jaw line, edging closer to my lips.
"Where are Prue and Phoebe," Leo asks.
I turn my head towards his. My eyes open to look at him. "Out," I whisper.
His lips hover above mine, teasing. I take a breath before our lips meet. My hand falls from the back of his neck. I turn so our bodies are lined up, chest to chest.
"Piper," he whispers into my lips.
"Huh?"
"I love you," he says, before our lips meet again.
Those three little words. There's nothing else I love to hear more then those words from his mouth. 'I love you.' Not a term to be used loosely.
When he says it, he says it with so much passion.
When you think about it you thing 'They're just words.' But they are so much more. They are truthfulness, honesty, promises, and most of all love.
I think about this now as he kisses me and I whisper into his lips, "I love you too."
I never thought I could love like this.
When you're growing up you watch TV and you see how much in love people are. And you think 'that's not real' or 'that will never happen to me. And here I am.
I feel his warm gentle hands sliding across my stomach from behind me. Every nook and cranny of me tingles at his touch. I love this feeling. This feeling only he can give me.
Does everyone find a person who can do this to them? I hope so. This feeling is not something I would want anyone to miss out on.
When he touches me I will always know I will never be alone. I will always be safe. Always have a shoulder to cry on. Someone to tell my secrets to. Someone to cheer me up when the world has let me down. Some one to take care of me. And someone who feels the same as I do when we touch.
His breath caresses my neck, as his lip hover above. Again another tingle is sent down my spine.
I close my eyes before his lips touch my neck. Wanting to focus only on his touch. I lean my back into him. His lips travel up my neck. I lift my chin as he begins to kiss my jaw line. My hands let go of the plate I was washing, letting it fall in the sink. One covers his where it rests on my belly. The other reaches behind me, placed at the nape of his neck. He continues kissing down my jaw line, edging closer to my lips.
"Where are Prue and Phoebe," Leo asks.
I turn my head towards his. My eyes open to look at him. "Out," I whisper.
His lips hover above mine, teasing. I take a breath before our lips meet. My hand falls from the back of his neck. I turn so our bodies are lined up, chest to chest.
"Piper," he whispers into my lips.
"Huh?"
"I love you," he says, before our lips meet again.
Those three little words. There's nothing else I love to hear more then those words from his mouth. 'I love you.' Not a term to be used loosely.
When he says it, he says it with so much passion.
When you think about it you thing 'They're just words.' But they are so much more. They are truthfulness, honesty, promises, and most of all love.
I think about this now as he kisses me and I whisper into his lips, "I love you too."