šBusy (Bis)Beešµ The title of this post is ironic to me, as..
Added 2023-05-04 23:16:55 +0000 UTCšBusy (Bis)Beešµ The title of this post is ironic to me, as Bisbee is the slowest town Iāve stayed in. Slow to rise, nothing opens until 10 am, itās easier to walk than to drive as the streets of this colorful mountain town on the border of Mexico are too thin and winding. Itās refreshing to have a different set of pace. To experience waking up without a clock, being in a world where everyone knows everyone and no one is worried about some place to be. I get to enjoy my present. Iāve never met a person I want to get stuck in time with more than my woman. I canāt help but hold her closer, longer in the morning hours. I never want to get up, if only just so I could make it till the end of the day right back in bed with her. She overwhelms all my senses, skin so soft, eyes I never want to glance away from even for a second. Yet for some reason I never feel like Iām able to take my time with her. I canāt get enough of her on enough of me fast enough. I canāt taste her enough to satisfy my hunger , I ache the moment my hands leave her.. just for one last touch. Bisbee this morning was a great change of pace from life in the city, where I have to wake up too quickly.
