(Just some thoughts flowing through my mind and like usual, past conversations interrupt and make theirselves present.)
I don’t want to have sex with you.
I want to wake up in the morning with the ability to stare at your perfection
I want to sit next to you and nestle into your arm for warmth and protection
I want to keep feeling, over and over again, that strong connection
I want to massage your arms and chest into a blissful erection
Medicating you with a completely euphoric projection
Two spirits meditating onto the perfect complexion
Vibrating to the tune of our own affection
These are not things I need to do
because truth be told,
I don’t need you.
I just want you.
Art Credit: Glee-Chan