Tingling


It was unexpected, far from expected!

Then came that fraction-of-the-second touch and everything changed.

A sensation of closeness grew stronger and warmer. More intense, more exciting than the second before.

I wanted more. I felt greedy with CRAVE.

I CRAVED that amazing, heart-racing, tingling feeling that crept under my skin and I didn’t want to let go.

I was willing to take risks, to ignore ridiculous ‘society standards’ that made the enjoyable a taboo, that made life suck more! I was willing to let go just to experience an extra second of pleasure, happiness, rush.

It’s my new, sweet addiction and I don’t need saving.

It saved me.

I am no longer from rotting in the coffin of boredom. I am brought to the light of life.

Cheers!

 

 

 

 

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Your Touch Is …


Lukewarm.

Not too hot and not too cold.

Your touch gives me the chills and shivers.

Your touch gives me the warmness and coziness.

At the same time.

Your touch makes me obsessed, addicted.

Your touch makes me helpless, fragile.

Your touch makes me alive again, again.

At the same time.

Not too hot to burn me alive

Not too cold to freeze me alive

Just temperature right, enough

To keep my heart racing, my cheeks blushing, my lips wet

Goosebumps everywhere

Your touch is what I need right now, every day.