Soft, Slow, and Easy

I just want to be his princess, I just want him to kiss me caress me, love me gentle, and slow. I know I can be rough around the edges but when Im with my man I want him to treat me like Im soft and fragile. Not helpless, but fragile…

Lately Ive been thinking about a lyfe partner and what would be ideal for me. I havent really considered what it is I want in awhile because I feel at this faze in my lyfe I just can commit the time into a realtionship in order to do it properly. I guess the holidays have me trippin. All this family togetherness and unity has me feeling a bit lonely. I wouldnt mind buying a gift for someone special, seeing his face when he opens it, snuggeling real cozy in front of the TV, shareing dinners, and meeting new family. The romantic side of me has yet to be stimulated and so I day dream about a dream man who I’ll someday call mine. I dont have a certain look in a man but someone who is easy on the eyes to me is a must. I dont want a rich man but ambition and stability go a long way. He must be confident in himself and secure with his man hood. I dont want to raise a boy I want a man who knows who he is and what hes about. Intelligence, so I dont have to constantly explain myself and my thoughts over and over again to him. He has to have depth because a warm soul could only compliment mine. The cherry on top to complete him would be his sense of humor. I love to laugh, laughter seems to always be the way to my heart. I know I could never fall in love with a stick in the mud.