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making_love
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blown cherry
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Last night I made love so intensely and wholeheartedly, that after I came I began to cry. Weep almost. Then I held him to me so close, impossible to be any closer really. And I just loved him more than I ever have before. He doesn't feel the same, which is sad, but hey, that's life. I hope I get to feel like that again someday.
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020606
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lulie
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Heaven: to feel like the above and knowing your partner felt the same way.
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020606
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psychobabe
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exaaaaaaactly. Damn blown cherry that comes so fucking close to what I have with my guy its not even funny
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030403
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blown cherry
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;)
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030921
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once again
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we were never making love... never making love... no... never... making... love.
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040823
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somniac
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how do you make it? I thought it usually just happens, made by none.
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040824
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two
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think it takes one part trust, 3 parts selflessness, and 1 part secret-heart place the ingredients, a on top of a sunlit kitchen counter, inside of a sterling silver mixing bowl, and blend at low speed for around 4 to 6 years. when the mixture brings tears to your eyes and a smile to your lips, you know the consistency is perfect. what you choose to do with it is up to you...
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silentbob
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not the same as fucking. don't get the two confused like i'd know
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040824
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uow
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something i'm afraid of.
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040824
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nom
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for the first time i was not afraid of him i was only afraid of wanting too much of hurting someone else and of being ugly inexperienced
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070324
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unhinged
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doesn't happen to me very often and when it does, i also want to cry. for all the times it should have been that way and it wasn't. for all the times i gave it away to people who didn't deserve it. for the beauty of being that close, so close the love finds it's way out of hands and lips and breath and teeth. that every action is to make someone else feel just how your heart feels because of them. the inside out. it has been a rare occurence in my life. but when it happens, it is so beautiful i want to cry. and hold on to that person forever. being connected by the heart through physical affection and intensity. let me show you how i love you. i could show you forever.
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070324
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flux
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i keep my guard up and hurt people. i let my guard down and get hurt. i keep myself busy, and time passes itself. as reno would say, listen.. "whoosh!"
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070324
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misstree
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not for me, anymore, the bursting heart; one too many breaks set me off the habit. now it's all meat and blood and breath, feeling inside another individual, two souls sharing, but always two, never the singularity found in love.
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070329
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what's it to you?
who
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blather
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