SuitableMoment
I dream of a suitable moment.
Of waking up in the crook of your arm, covered only with the scents of the night. To feel the heat simmered down to a warmth in your breath, my feet playing footsie with yours.
I dream of the strong smell of coffee wafting through the door, of the sip that turns to a kiss intoxicating and addicting. The rustle of the paper as we read, the comics, the editorial and do the crossword. Together. To laugh together, to look into each other’s eyes while we argue and debate. To end it all with a twist of the wrist, with a petulant pout giving birth to a sigh.
I dream of a suitable moment, when we can hand wrestle over the coffee table, over strewn books, coffee mugs and pens. Of looking into your eyes and reading the chapters as you struggle in vain to bring me down. Of succumbing to you just so I could be closer and in your hug again.
I dream of walking barefoot in the sand, of picking up shells broken and complete, of holding onto your hand lest the waves take me away. Of feeling the breeze in my curls across my face, and darting through the ringlets wrapped around your fingers.
I dream of writing to you. To place the notes between your waffles, in your wallet, rolled and stuck into the ignition, between the keys of your keyboard. Of seeing your eyes light up in surprise as you read them, the chuckles that follow, and the ones laced with fondness too. Of reading to you my favorite passages, and feel your intent wash over me. Of laying down alongside of you on a bed of words, full of meaning between and within.
I dream of cooking for you. With you on my side, tasting the hotness around me. The spice that matches the heat, the tongue playing a multitude of tunes. Of you to hold my waist, to nuzzle my neck as I measure the salt and the sugar.
I dream of holding you from behind as you lather your chin in the mornings. To finger scribble my name on your back, to climb onto the counter, and to nibble at that hollow of your neck. For you to remind me of the time and hurry me out, to promise me of more nibbles later in the day.
I dream of butterflies in your touch, of embers in your naked gaze, of love in your smile. Of the strength in your arms as you lift me, of the strong embrace as I cry, of the helplessness as I drag myself away.
For now,
I dream of a suitable moment when you will want to sit next to me. Of your undivided attention, of the depth of your want, of the strength of your desire. Of you breaking free your chains, of you being free to be you.
All I dream of is a suitable moment.
Wow! Beautiful!!!! Am floored :–)
Rads, this is erotic, cute and very loving. How do you bring it all in together?
love it. 🙂
This is fabulous! Absolutely delicious. And echoes all my sentiments. Am going to forward it to “him”. Ofcourse with due credit. Hope you don’t mind!
P.S: One of my short stories is getting published in an anthology. 😀
Intimate. Tender. Speaks of such deep fondness! Beautiful! He is one lucky man! 😉 🙂
Wow ! That’s all I can manage for now :). Am floored – totally ! The depth of expression is simply awesome.
wah wah lajawab, aur koi shabd nahin…
fact is, cant comment without experience!
This is an awesome piece Rads….So romantic! There are so many wonderful moments that made me smile…
Beautifully written…
I was wondering when the next fable was going to come up. You’ve done it again Rads. Brilliant writing. And yes, you’ve nailed the sensual tone!
Thanks everyone 🙂
Nandita: Of course!! Please do. Yay@publish! Congratulations. 🙂
Awwwww!!!!!!!! U write so well Rads.
oooooooooooooooooooooo !!!!!!!!!
it makes the reader live those moments as they read ….
wishing you luck for your suitable moment !!
Beautiful!
Awesome..andi!!
wow! how do u come up with suchhhh good fables. I am gonna take a print out of first thing in the morning. As someone said above one lucky man!!! 🙂
wow Rads! AMAZING!am sending it to my man too.. ofcourse with due credit …
Wow, beautiful imagery. Post-a-day's seems to be working well with you – you should do it more often. Fwiw, I think you need a new category, this is not a fable. 🙂
Thanks all 🙂
Pls do Daisy. As long as it works. 🙂
It is beautiful and poetic.
bpsk: yeah? Like what? Just stories? Dreams? fantasies? :p
ennaku anubhavam pathadhu 😛
beautiful nonetheless. what do they call it? timeless!
delurking to say… beautiful !
Very nice, rads! I think I’ve been dreaming like this since I was 16.
Thank you all, all your comments and appreciation, it all truly feels good. 🙂
you MUST become a professional writer (unless u r one and i dont know)
girl ur better than MOST writers that get unecessary publicity….think about ti!!
lol, no, I don't do anything remotely related to writing professionally 🙂 Really eh? You think so? You know, the idea is actually beginning to grow on me…
lol, no, I don't do anything remotely related to writing professionally 🙂 Really eh? You think so? You know, the idea is actually beginning to grow on me…
im serious…i really REALLy think u should write a book or something. and trust me i am very critical about writing, so I'm not simply flattering you…
I see you mean what you say, not doubting it at all. It's just an intimidating thought, another level so to speak. 🙂
Beautiful piece. I love the adjective 'suitable' in the context!
Thanks Suchitra, it's a favorite of mine as well 🙂
What a beautiful piece of writing!! Absolutely loved it. The way you have captured all those intimate moments! Wonderful. You are an amazing writer!!
Madhavi, thank you so so much! 🙂 Sorry it took me awhile to get back, but youve been such an awesome supporter and am so glad you enjoy my writing. Feels good!