Sooo…
…How Does One…
…How Do YOU Fight Those Cravings Of The Flesh???
How Do You Not Feel Affectionate…
…Nor Aroused…
…Nor Just Plain Horny, When You See Certain Parts Of Your Lover That GREATLY Turn-You-On???
I Don’t Even Mean This In A Dirty Way.
Not Really.
The Blade Of Their Hip–Bone, Slightly Sticking–Out, Lightly Exposed, While You‘re Laying Together.
(((That's MY FAVORITE, By The Way.)))
Or, The Curve Of Their Neck Into Their Naked Shoulder.
Or, Their Amazingly Clear And Beautiful Eyes, After Removing Their Wiry–Glasses.
I Sincerely Can’t Help Myself In The Presence Of These Things.
Strange, But Wonderful, Sensations Flood My Mind And Body.
I Want To Trace, And Lightly Tongue, That Hip–Blade.
I Want To Nibble And Nite And Kiss The Neck, The Curve, And The Naked Shoulder.
I Want To Stare Into Those Eyes Allllll–Night–Long…
…And Into The Following Morning.
THE SPARK…
…My Muse…
…My Lust…
…My Love…
…My Desire…
…Makes Me Burn.
Not With Anything Bad.
No.
Well, Not Really.
But, I Do Burn.
I Burn With WANT And NEED.
How Does One, In The End, Fight Against WANT And NEED???
I Can't.
"You Jivin' Me, Turkey?" 