My wants are simple. I want a man to run his fingers over my collar bone. I want him to pull my waist in closer with his arms. I want him to lie against me in the dead of night and fill my ears with his soothing voice. I want to have an intelligent conversation and learn new things; to get to know him better. I want to open up to him. Let him in. Where is he? Cause he sure is taking his sweet time getting here. I hope he knows the coffees getting cold and the fire is almost out.
