A Lover's TouchHello.
My name is Nina.
I crave physical contact.
I do not crave a sexual type of physical contact, but rather the physical contact of a lover.
A warm embrace, a kiss to my forehead, fingers intertwined with mine -- just anything sweet, romantic, and loving. Even though all of those sweet touches are simply in the past now, I still clearly remember as if it were only yesterday...
Each and every touch was lasting and still remains. I could still feel his arms around me even if he wasn't in my physical presence. I could still feel his warm hand caressing my cheeks and gently pushing my hair out of my face. I could still feel his chin resting on the top of my head as he would just hold me in a comfortable silence. I could still feel his lips move in sync with mine as he would kiss me deeply. I could still feel every single little tingling sensation he left on my skin. I could still feel his breath close to my ear as he whispered, "You're so beautiful."
All of those sweet gestures made me feel special, as if I was the only woman in the room, and they left me in a state of pure bliss which I never wanted to come out of. They made me feel -- for once in my life -- loved...
And I miss that so much.