It's raining right now. It's freezing cold too. I'm sipping hot coffee, sitting on my bed listening to this current song, thinking...of someone. His fingers, his hands...his spine-tingling touch. That's enough to get me excited. His face, his eyes...his soul-piercing look. That's enough for me to forget about being good. His lips, his tongue...his heart-caressing voice. That's enough for me to be his slave. His breath, his nibbles...temperature-rising smell of his skin. That's enough for me to forget about everything else. His taste, feel, whispers, caresses all wrapped in one expression called LOVE...a love that was based on LUST. Or was it a LUST that was based on LOVE. I don't know. Either way, it's a cure. Sometimes it's just liberating to feel and act upon true feelings than put things off and go looking for something that might not be there. In short, the cure is in your own hands. And it doesn't matter that it didn't last forever...nothing does.
Current Music: All I Wanna Do Is Make Love To You by Heart