His Lack of Experience

His eyes are like a forest. I can look into them and get lost in the woods, his curly hair smells like vanilla mixed with coconut and his collarbone and neck skin has a soft sweet taste. He makes it hard to me to get away from him. Hypnotizing me may be his favorite past time. Although he's probably the most rebel, annoying and inexperienced boy I have met, something about it makes me want him though. I feel so tempted to open his eyes to the world that I already know and he feels very excited to know it as well. I would never, ever before in my life have thought that somebody like him would attract me that much, but I've been thinking that my experience got all these years of insignificant affairs is going to be finally necessary, to introduce my dear to the madness of love.

When I met him, our very first kiss was really awkward. He couldn't understand that to kiss right he had to open his lips and kiss slowly. The second one was kind of better and made me feel something like butterflies inside of me. Then, the first time that I visited his house. While messing around in his room he got overwhelmed by me and said He did not deserve me. Maybe he doesn't know that I am probably the one who doesn't deserve such a respectful and tender man, one that (as annoying as it is for me) always asks me if something it's right or wrong several times before doing it. Someone who for the very simple thing says sorry but after a while learns how to behave when it comes to love matters.

My dear, it's usually focusing on everything that surrounds him, and it's so cute when he looks at me and immediately takes his eyes out of mine embarrassed. When I caress his face, his nose bridge, and his eyebrows, he asks me: What? and I chuckle to my insides wondering what the hell was he doing all these years, that even though he's an adult, older than me, in love, it's just a kid. 

The lack of experience of my cute and handsome man, it's something new for me, and while being something new stills seem so tender to me because this time, I am not going to be taught but I am going to teach and there's a weird pleasure in knowing that the person you are with, and its lack of experience, it's going to make you probably the very first woman that taught him to love and make love.