let's get these teen hearts beating faster faster
i love hearing people's heartbeats. there's something wierdly intimate yet... not about it. it reaches beyond the pure sexual nature of being that close to somebody. it's listening to their life... their soul.
the bliss of lying on a bed, just listening to your love's heart beat.
i want that again. i miss that. random heart beats just arn't the same, nice as they are. every heart has something to offer. (dear god did i just type that. yes i did. i'm keeping it).
i used to love to lay on my mother's stomach, just listening to the thump of her heart. i used to love laying in the king sized bed on a rainy afternoon listening to a different heart beat under smooth skin. i can't wait for the next.....
beat.
the bliss of lying on a bed, just listening to your love's heart beat.
i want that again. i miss that. random heart beats just arn't the same, nice as they are. every heart has something to offer. (dear god did i just type that. yes i did. i'm keeping it).
i used to love to lay on my mother's stomach, just listening to the thump of her heart. i used to love laying in the king sized bed on a rainy afternoon listening to a different heart beat under smooth skin. i can't wait for the next.....
beat.