Thursday, September 2, 2010

Intimate.

What's it like?
It's like... The instant when you taste the summers first perfect mango. The taste breeds through your salivating mouth like ink through water. But it's like a feeling, manifested into a tiny, tiny space, that controls your every movement.
Like fireworks are set off. All you can do is squirm. And every part of your body goes to extremes. You heave for breath (if you breathe at all) and your heart races faster than it ever should, sometiEs I wonder if it just becomes 'one' really long beat, it drums away so fast.
Hands sweaty, skin clammy, like a fever, but more invigorating.
I wonder what it's like for you.

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