I do so love the storm of you. The wild wet winds of your passion Unleashed Ubound Untamed. But it is after the storm, when the calm sets back in and we lie entwined together, those are the moments I most crave. “Pillow time” you called it once. Those long quiet moments No words No sounds No urgency. That is when I seek your eyes with my eyes and drink you in as I let you drink me in, as we explore the each of the other l...