Oct 24, 2005 14:27
"And back at your house, your head on my shoulder and you seemed nearly asleep and I kissed you three times to break the spell and you woke up and you were mine. And everything about it was perfect: your lips against mine, the fit was perfect. Your tongue in my mouth, the texture and taste and rhythm was perfect. Your hands on my body, the heat and tingle was perfect. I felt, for the first time in my life, that I was something far better and far beyond myself."