Sometimes I just want to talk to random people about you.

Tell them how you make me feel. Explain how much sparkle there is in your chocolate eyes. Describe how you held me so tight while we were...

I want to go back to those moments. It's never enough, you know. You keep me wanting more. You know that by now. You think that's enough to placate me, but you know better than that. I need more.

I can't believe that in a few weeks, you will be my boss. What did we get ourselves into? How will this work? Can we survive it?

I love it when you kiss me and you let me do whatever I want with you. I get to explore your face, your body. And washing you in the shower, and you washing me right back is the most intimate of all.

How can I not want it?

3:09 p.m. - 2021-05-30