(no subject)
You're so far away , doing
weird things, fascinating things...
Behind closed doors, in
your home you're a simple man, like everyone.
I want to touch your body
desperately.
Want to wake up with you.
Want to see you in
3-dimensional way.
Want to peel you off
clothes and do all amazing things to you over and over again.
It won't work, you're too
far away. We live in different dimensions, different world, speak
different languages...
But somehow my feeling
doesn't diminish because of this.
Somehow I have that reel
in my head, spinning it before sleep, imagining you and me... or just
you...
I am not suffering, not
sad, just telling you what I think.