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(ok.. a little corny but read this listening to the Florence & the Machine song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NnIzbukJOHQ )
I just remember the first time I outright fell in love... sexual lustful passionate love.
The kind of lusful world-shattering love where the only thing I could think about
and dwell on was just how he had taken me.. how he had me. How he had held me down
and just utterly ravished [FUCKED THE SHIT OUT OF] me at his parent's house
when they weren't home. And how we were meant to be.. how we had discovered this secret
sexual world of each-other and the universe had split open! Mmmm!! Not that I'm jaded now
but there probably will never be that complete swept-away innocence surrounding being
made-love-to again... nor will I ever be quite so naieve. But who knows! There's plent of time.
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