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Shes the Prize & I'm the box
I couldn't describe us in so many words;
In fact!
I could but words have promiscuous tendencies to always end up,
in & out of someone else's mouth;
so when my friends start to ask those personal questions about us I always find a bush to beat around.
I seemed to think I've found the one.
because every impression from first to last was like an erection. though not in the traditional sense.
see
- our sight grew attachments
- our pheromones new elevations
- while our words intertwined in a rush
- we realized our real appetite & sexual appetite are related in more ways then one.
- but, ironically enough we haven't experienced each others touch, though developing that craving for intimacy...
I definitely believe after that series of events; a girlfriend & boyfriend relationship may have made perfect sense,
but as of right now we're just cooling it, incase faith does lead us in that direction or stands at my door & gives it a knock, she'll be right here beside me ... Shes the prize & I'm the box
Interesting Metaphor
cozy and happy, a gift on hold, filled with possibilities, on the edge of loving and being loved - a man singing - wonderfully with joy - a rare thing done well ~~A~~