Monday, November 9, 2009

In Love With an Idea

You say I’m in love with an idea
Well ideas are thoughts
And I’m thinking about the time
When your lips touched mine
And we kissed for the first time
All soft and sweet but with intensity
Trying to consume each other
Or the time when our bodies
Exploded in waves upon waves
Of ecstasy..us cumming into each other
All over each other
The love spilling out of each other
At the exact same time
Or the time you cried into my arms
And I held you so tight
I swore I was going to break you
But you were already broken
And it was me who tried desperately
To pick up the pieces
The only idea I was in love with
Was the idea that it would last

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