14 February 2013
I felt my legs weaken underneath my stance.
Some sort of throbbing in my chest, an ache, a terribly magnificent anguish as your lips found their presence on mine.
The hand on my cheek sending a surge of electricity through my form.
The dizzying pleasure of your skin firm against mine and I am stricken.
Each moment I am able to conjure the memory into present mind, I tremble.
My thighs recognizing the impact of our ecstasy
Opuss № I