I don't know what it is. I don't know why it is. A time when you can feel truly connected with somebody, or simply connected with yourself. A split moment. A split second. A moment when time stands still. A moment where you can feel yourself split at the seems, and feel both heaven and hell at once. One of the sweetest sins. One of the purest, simplest delights. Raw tension that makes you wanna burst forth from your chest. Blistering heat. Cold toes. Scratching in raw primal rage that has existed for as long as time has begun. Until the earth no longer rotates. Magic, simply magic, the hairs on ones neck standing on end, eyes closed, nothing in the world matters, the world melts away. Until that moment of sweet sweet climax is over, you are everything, and nothing else matters.
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· Sat Aug 30, 2008 @ 03:40am · 0 Comments