Anticipation

[baronessekat]

You can almost feel it dance against your skin.

It presses down on you, tight and firm, like the embrace of a long lost lover or a prison warden... secure and restraining, begging and demanding that you never leave. The feeling consumes you and envelopes you. As if devouring you and making you one with it.

The tingles it brings shoot up and down your spine causing little shivers of excitement, wanting, needing and fear to run through you. Those little hairs on the back of your neck stand in attention like a military parade.

You need to move, dance, laugh, sing, giggle and make merry. You need to hold perfectly still to that it doesn't find you. Because you know when it arrives it will rage and roar at the world and anything it can reach.

And it will eventually find you and if it catches you it will play with your hair, pull at your clothing and push you around as if it doesn't care one wit about you. Then it will make you wet. And you want to be wet and needing as you stand there and take it.

Bring it on! your mind screams as it comes closer and closer.

And when it strikes you will feel the charge that can never come in any other way.

No wonder so many people like thunderstorms.

I just wish it would hurry up and happen

Comments

thank you

[the-continue.livejournal.com]

That was just lovely.

I would like to see more posts like this in the future.