She ran her fingers across his skin. Precious, precious. She could lay here for hours, watching him sleep. Tawny stroked a stray lock of dark hair away from Will’s face, watching the wavering light from the candle flicker and fade.
soft skin her long flowing hair. warm eyes. room lights up when she enters. everything about her says home. love. my reason for being, my muse. my counterpart. a new world has opened up to me.
Go gently into that good night…gently? Into the dark? It’s Holloween and I’m expected to tiptoe through darkness? Not likely. The wind might flow gently through the branches, the loose leaves showering the grass in reds and oranges and yellows.
A soft touch, without harshness or anger. Loving, giving everything through the feeling of the physical. Everyone strives for this emotion from others, it is necessary to life, we love gentleness and convey it many different ways. Being gentle rids ourselves of war.
The wind swept over the heather, pushing it and pulling it. His fingers brushed through her soft brown hair and he kissed her lips with the tenderness of a whisper, there, amidst the flowers.
time to let go softness and light a caress you can barely feel detached curled up in sunlight pillows that support me and my insecurity what i cannot see
gentle is the word that describes me or so I am being constantly told. Not sure if I like this, sometimres there is a lot ot being mean nasty and no more Mr Nice Guy.
It was a soft hand that moved across the milky white complexion of her cheek. It had been almost 13 years since their eyes fell into each others. It was like a minute had not passed. She took his hand in hers and gently kissed the back of his fingertips
My grandmother’s hands were gentle. As much work, fun, play, struggle as they went through, they were the most gentle things. She had a way of holding me when I was a little kid that made me feel like I was in the safest place on Earth.
A gentle touch
is all a person needs
to feel safe, secure, and loved.
A gentle touch
is a small gesture
that can make someone feel so
much better.
A gentle touch
is what a baby yearns for,
is what a friend needs,
is what a lover wants.
A gentle touch
is all that matters.
The gentle streams, rolled slowly on as a gentle wind blew through the tress above. A sharp contrast to the horror that unfolded between the tall grass growing beside the stream.
She ran her fingers across his skin. Precious, precious. She could lay here for hours, watching him sleep. Tawny stroked a stray lock of dark hair away from Will’s face, watching the wavering light from the candle flicker and fade.
I don’t kn0w very many gentle people or gentlemen,
what is gentle? Not anybody I know.
soft skin her long flowing hair. warm eyes. room lights up when she enters. everything about her says home. love. my reason for being, my muse. my counterpart. a new world has opened up to me.
Go gently into that good night…gently? Into the dark? It’s Holloween and I’m expected to tiptoe through darkness? Not likely. The wind might flow gently through the branches, the loose leaves showering the grass in reds and oranges and yellows.
A soft touch, without harshness or anger. Loving, giving everything through the feeling of the physical. Everyone strives for this emotion from others, it is necessary to life, we love gentleness and convey it many different ways. Being gentle rids ourselves of war.
The wind swept over the heather, pushing it and pulling it. His fingers brushed through her soft brown hair and he kissed her lips with the tenderness of a whisper, there, amidst the flowers.
time to let go softness and light a caress you can barely feel detached curled up in sunlight pillows that support me and my insecurity what i cannot see
A gentle flick of my tongue upon her clitoris was all it took to keep her squirting and squirting again!
gentle is the word that describes me or so I am being constantly told. Not sure if I like this, sometimres there is a lot ot being mean nasty and no more Mr Nice Guy.
It was a soft hand that moved across the milky white complexion of her cheek. It had been almost 13 years since their eyes fell into each others. It was like a minute had not passed. She took his hand in hers and gently kissed the back of his fingertips
My grandmother’s hands were gentle. As much work, fun, play, struggle as they went through, they were the most gentle things. She had a way of holding me when I was a little kid that made me feel like I was in the safest place on Earth.
GENTLILITY IS OFTEN UNDERATED IN THE WORLD OF MEN. IT IS HOWEVER THE MOST BEAUTIFUL QUALITY A MAN CAN POSSESS. TO A WAMAN THAT IS
Please be gentle with me.
A gentle touch
is all a person needs
to feel safe, secure, and loved.
A gentle touch
is a small gesture
that can make someone feel so
much better.
A gentle touch
is what a baby yearns for,
is what a friend needs,
is what a lover wants.
A gentle touch
is all that matters.
The gentle streams, rolled slowly on as a gentle wind blew through the tress above. A sharp contrast to the horror that unfolded between the tall grass growing beside the stream.
Gentle kisses by the moonlight fire, covered in cashmere blankets, holding steamy glasses of hot chocolate!
carring..nice..emotional,boring sometimes,pay attention to one’s needs,