Lips to Lips, Hips to Hips.
2007-09-28 - 12:15 a.m.
Lips to lips.
Hips to hips.
Hope to God we can touch again because I don't know if I'll just be able to put the black bars of censorship over your body when you come to visit me.
It's not merely physical. It's not just rapid want and forget. It's not just physical thrills. It's love. It's sheer ecstasy. It's being held at night and your breathless whispers of how beautiful as your lips taste my skin.
And, baby, I really want that.
I really want to make love with you again...
To quote a previously quoted quotation from one of my favorite films Life is Beautiful : "That I want to make love to you - not just once, but over and over again! But I'll never tell you that. I'd have to be crazy to tell you. I'd even make love to you now... right here for the rest of my life."
I'd even make love to you now...right here for the rest of my life...
Me.