I remember so vividly the first time I saw Sienna cry.
I can be a bit naughty, but what I enjoy more than anything is slipping into the soulful space where I can look into my lover’s eyes and witness the universe unfolding before me as I spiral into a dreamy haze. The first time I saw Sienna cry was one such night. I had picked up a couple bottles of wine and had candles lit in our hotel room which provided a warm, dreamy light…much like I feel when close to Sienna. I had also bought a rose which has special meaning for me (Love is My Life’s Work).
Deep into the evening, Sienna’s long, sexy legs are wrapped tight around my hips and her arms tight around my shoulders. It feels urgent and intense…like she is holding onto life itself and will never let go. Our bodies are flushed, hot, and slippery with the pleasure of every touch and soft moan seemingly magnified. Our faces are so close…a dreamy mix of the light touching of lips blended with deep, breathtaking kisses that have my head spinning. We were truly melting into one.
I am moving slow and deep inside her. In her soft angelic voice, she is whispering, “I love you, Michael” over and over as she presses her forehead gently against mine while sliding her lips against mine. My eyes are gently rolling as I open and close them. I am stealing peeks and notice eyes are open. We hold our eye contact but it doesn’t feel like she is looking “at” me. No, she is looking “into” me…deep into my soul. We are making love and soul gazing. Our bodies are soaked and we are melting into one. Staring into her eyes, my own eyes are watering and my body is shaking. It feels like my soul is on fire. Sienna keeps is moaning and whispering how much she loves me as she comes over and over and over. Her words are so urgent and hungry. It like every time she says, “I Love You”, she cums.
The emotional intensity is absolutely overwhelming and, I swear, I am on the verge of blacking out from the engulfing euphoria. Instead, I come. Oh god, I come. Staring into her eyes, I moan deeply and release. The moment is transcendent ecstasy. I transcended and blacked out. Awakening in our dreamy afterglow, Sienna is nestled in against my chest. She is gently shaking…softly crying. I pull the hair away from her face and her eyes are glassy with tears were streaming down her cheeks. I immediately pull her up closer and hold her tight. I don’t need to ask what is wrong. I can sense what she was feeling, and I am feeling the same way. Her breathing becomes more desperate as she clutches onto me so tightly. I tear up with her. No words are needed.
I had been holding it in so deep for months. It was my true inner sadness and I just couldn’t hold it in anymore. The pain and tears were about gaps of loss and time without you. I want to spend so much more time with you and give you more…all of me. I want US to be in full bloom, always!!! The way you held me and how I melted into you was just so perfect and heartfelt. I Love You! – Sienna
Our visit had been a very emotional and deeply connecting time for us. Sienna shared some of the hurt she has felt in life by being repeatedly taken for granted and not appreciated for all she gives to others. I assured her that I would never take her for granted and that my greatest desire is that she always feel loved and cherished. I love her sensual soul and do dream about a future with her. I believe in her. I believe in us. I Believe.
Saying goodbye at the airport was tough. After dropping her off, I watch her walk inside the terminal. I fight the urge to hop out my car and run inside for just one more kiss…to look into her eyes and glimpse into heaven one more time. There is a lot of sadness in this moment, but there is also beauty in that pain.
Yes, passion and pain are two sides of the same coin. If there wasn’t this feeling of such magnitude and depth, our time together wouldn’t be so amazing and it wouldn’t hurt so bad to say goodbye!!! I’m sorry I was sobbing as we said goodbye. It only gets harder and harder to leave you! I hate those days when I’m leaving. Every minute is torture because I know I will miss you so damn much! Baby!!!! Stomping!!! I want to dream with you, love you, live with you…spend every moment with you❤😘❤😘❤ – Sienna
These painful goodbyes linger. A golden shimmer on the leather passenger seat catches my eye. It is a long, blonde hair…a little treasure Sienna left behind. I pick it up and look at it closely as it rests in my palm. I chuckle at myself because I am so enamored with this woman. Even the touch of her golden strand whisks me away into dreamland. I place it gently against my dark jeans for contrast. I move it around while thinking about her and, without planning it, eventually form it into the shape of a heart. Sitting here in my car playing with a strand of hair, I am flooded with such emotion. To know the depth of my love for her and to feel it returned and expressed with such beauty and sensuality. It is magical.
In the winter of life, we will remember those who touch our soul. That flame is eternal, and for those who light my soul, I will always melt with you. Always.
Sensual Shadows – The chronology, brief story descriptions, and links for my loving, erotic journey with Sienna.