About finally meeting someone in RL that was met on the Internet. She could not contain her pleasure And she moaned loudly As if she were a she yeti. A new Thought Catalog series exploring our connection to each other, our food, and where it comes from. She kisses him As they couple in the warm cave. Ah, romantic love - it breathes life into us. The Heat Of My Desire.
This poem is a fantasy.
Sometimes just the thought of someone can stir up emotions in us when we least expect it. It's glorious to be able to lose yourself in the primal desires of men and women at the most basic element. I want your body Like right now, not tomorrow Massively horny. She giggled Because of the emense pleasure. Can mere words mimic the discordant cadence and tender touch of Love?