"You're sitting in front of me. You smile. I smile. You put your hand roughly on the back of my neck. You kiss me hard, our lips & tongues so wet, sweet, fevered, alive!! You taste of raspberries, your hair smells faintly of vanilla... I awake with a start! Turned on, so hard, so filled with lightning. A dream so vivid, so real. In the darkness I reach out for your face on the pillow, but you're not here. I am alone, so alive, but so alone. I long for your fire!! And in my mouth, on my tongue, I can still taste raspberries..."
Brent M Harpur, 14/6/2012, 18:56pm.
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