You

If a writer falls in love with you, you can never die. That’s what they told you from the very start. If an author pines for you, you’ll be immortalized in their words. Your eloquence will be captured in their prose as they strum at the chords of your heart and kiss the innermost chambers of your naked soul. So let me take off your clothes and take you in my arms.

Let me enfold you. Let me take your heart in my hands and feel it beat my name. Let me be the air that fills your aching lungs and swells within your chest. I’ll breathe life into your soul and be the man who basks in a beauty far greater than his own. Throw your bones against mine and feel the solidarity of my embrace. Let my kiss your skin, stroke your hair and settle your racing mind.

You are poetry in motion; a landscape of flesh so exquisite that to lay my trembling hands upon you causes my heart to skip a beat. I am nothing more than a foolhardy wanderer determined to claim you as his own. You are the fluidity and grace that course through my life as surely as blood passes through my veins. So let me enfold you. Let me take away your pain.

Feel my hands on your hips, my fingers tracing the contours of your curves. I’ll kiss your dimples and run my fingers through your hair. Feel my lips on your neck as I whisper my hopes, dreams and desires against your skin. No words could ever describe the beauty of your cheeks as they burst to life with a rush of blood to the head. I want you to lose yourself in my eyes. I want to be your reason to breathe.

Let me feel you writhe beneath my sheets as I take your breast in the palm of my hand or interlock your fingers with mine. Let me devour and defile you as I pin your hands above your head and leave teeth marks against your skin.

You are divinity incarnate: a woman of heavenly beauty. Angelic in poise and grace. So let me encompass you in my arms and show you what I have yearned for. Let me worship the ground beneath your feet.

Embrace my warmth as I set your world on fire. Watch the flames of my passion rise and fall with every kiss and every touch. Feel the euphoria wash across your skin and cause your hairs to stand on end as my hands grace your delicate surface. I’ll tease your goose bumps and watch them prickle beneath my fingertips.

Let me peel back the layers of your soul and quell your innermost fears. I long to make love to your flesh. But it’s your mind that I crave the most.

So open your heart and take me inside. Tell me your innermost insecurities and fears. Let me take away your pain and carve my name into the chambers of your soul. Let my love enfold you as I capture your magnificence in my prose. You are poetry in motion; the apple of a writer’s eye. So throw your bones against mine until we become one. Let me take your heart in my hands, let me feel it beat my name.

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Author: Chris Nicholas

Chris Nicholas is a writer turned amateur food blogger from Brisbane, Australia. He has authored two novels, featured on multiple websites, and possess a passion for literature, music, sports, culture, and food. Chris is perhaps best known by his peers for his tendency to talk too much, a proclivity for deep contemplation (also known as over-thinking), and the over indulgent habit of treating his dog as if she were human.

190 thoughts on “You”

  7. So beautiful!
    I came to visit your blog to thank you for liking my Biscuity post and came across this as your first post- what a dream!
    Thanks so much and hope you stop by again x

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  10. I take thee to her womb again, you are there in peace and safe, you grow and mature to be yourself, you are protected and fed, you get healed and in bed, there are no ghosts anymore

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      1. Thanks barb mann. My idea about womb experience was maybe imaginary-medicinary. Like if there happens some problem during pregnancy or giving birth, I like to play with the idea, that it could be repaired illusionary-though by taking the child back to the womb to get healed and fed without interference or any problem. Pregnancy-time is very important, it should go without problems, every one should have right for that, also right for good childhood, teenage-time, as adult and the whole life. Without teasers, with support, care enough.

  12. You liked one of my posts so I decided to come through your page. I read this and got goosebumps all over, I’m sure I’m not the only one. You have an amazing talent and thank you for taking the time to share it with all of us! Can’t wait to read more. 🙂

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  20. Truly poetic!!

    This one was so different from all your other writings! You really nailed this one too! You truly proved that when a writer loves you, YOU become immortal!!

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  21. Oh wow. You are a truly talented writer. That was so beautiful. Thank you for this, my morning coffee got just so much more better 🙂

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  26. You know what I thought when I read this? “Yep, sending a copy to my non-communicative husband NOW with instructions titled ‘Your new lesson plan.'” The mood you set, perfection. The language you use, perfection. I am officially a fan.

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  28. I’m sorry to be your editor… but “Let my kiss your skin, stroke your hair and settle your racing mind.” I’m not quite sure what you would trying to say. Either my should be changed to me or a word needs to be added. (Example “Let my kiss rest on your skin”). Also “Let me feel you writhe beneath my sheets as I take your breast in my palm of my hand or interlock your fingers with mine.” Again I’m not quite should what you want to say either “the palm of my hand” or “My palm.” I feel a bit awkward this being my first comment but this is such a lovely post and these to things bugged me… quite a bit actually. It somehow took away from what you wrote. Is this lovely piece for a book or just an image you could seem to get out of your head???

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  33. Wow, this is beautifully written. Now I know where I have been going wrong, I have been trying to write when instead I should have been reading to snare a writer *grins*

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  37. This is an incredible piece of writing! Your prose here is fire, and the passion in your words just melts the reader. You are exceptionally talented, and I always enjoy reading your blog. This is a truly captivating post!

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  39. Well done. After reading through the other comments from the ladies, I’m surprised you didn’t get a marriage proposal or two.
    If you were a Rock Star they’d be throwing their panties at you, lol.

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