When he touched me my body would awaken like the waves crashing on the shore, when the spray back hits you and it takes your breath away. As the cold water splashes you, and gives you goose bumps.
To the sky lighting up on firework night.
His touch would give off, bright beautiful colours dancing freely around my soul, to the huge bang as my heart alights as his skin would melt into mine.
Like, the feeling of being tickled, the fear of what is to come as my knees would weaken, as I fall helplessly into his embrace.
Like sitting near an open fire as the flames sour, sparkle and dance, the warmth over runs as I would lose my breath and become lost totally lost, in just that one small touch.
Add these all together, and a million tingle, and heartbeats dancing perfectly, that is what Ross’s single touch would do to me.
I can’t put into words how incredible those simple touches were, how he affects me.
How he drove all my senses crazy, how my body knew it was love as well as my heart.