dreaming of another

How i wish to be in the arms of another feeling his breath, his leathered hands across my soft and supple skin that smells of coconuts and pineapple. His eyes, the deepest chocolate brown staring into the darkest parts of your soul, almost as if caressing you with how he looks at you. I feel incomplete without his presence in my life, life without the light in the darkness that created me, hopeing i can someday be free and he be apart of my freedom.