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Love letter from long ago w4m
I wish you were with me, in me, all around me. The hardest part of the night is waking, thinking of you but not having you. Seeing your name written, repeating. Seeing your face in my mind's eye. Sometimes I see the past, sometimes I see the future. Sometimes I wish I didn't know you, never knew your name, so I could sleep. But then I regret thinking that. I love knowing you, thinking about you. I love your face, your hair, your expressions, your meanness, your niceness, your dimples, your body, your tattoos, your face when you look at me, your face lit up by a computer screen, your face lit from the side by sunlight, your strange pictures, your articulation, your eyes on me, your music, your presence, even when you are not directing your beauty towards me. I can't imagine life if you move to Colorado. There is so much inside me that I want to share, tell, show, challenge you. I'm convinced we're meant to be one of the great love stories. A goodness, a hero, I want you.
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