Daydreaming.

My mind wanders as much as my fingers do lately. The cold breeze of winter makes me daydream of warm beaches, rushing water and private areas where we could lay out the blanket. Just the two of us spending hours exploring each other body with our lips, fingers and eyes. Yes I want to see you, all of you. The rays of the sun playing hide and seek through the tree branches as I lay on top of you, your hands caressing my back and twisting into my hair while our lips and eyes lock.