Wednesday, 10 June 2009

But Not Until

You hear words

You taste

I breathe

It echoes

Resonant



Michael ;) You're so sweet when you're sleeping. You cringe and thrash around, grumble and mumble. I kiss your wrist, stroke your hair back and rub your tummy. You smile, curl over and go back to sleep. With a hard-on.
That.
That is the man I am in love with :D

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