Look. I don't mean this to sound like a breach of my morals or principles or anything like that. I realize that it probably is, but I am also at the point where I don't care.
Haven't you ever just wanted to kiss someone? Kiss, make out, have sex with? (This last is not applicable to me, but I use it as an example.) Just to be kissed, to be wanted for nothing more than the animal satisfaction you can give back to that person. No mess, no emotional tangle... just release for the most base desire anyone feels. Just to be wrapped in someone's arms on a balmy night, never wanting to be anywhere else because your senses are in a whirl and this other person wants everything you're willing to give, and it's really too hot to be this close to another body but there's no way you're going to back away from this, not now, because there's only this time and next time will always be different. To feel pulses soaring and sweat hovering under your skin, just on the verge of breaking through. To feel nothing but a suspended moment in time where nothing matters but hands and skin and mouths and breath. Reckless abandon and the heat of a single passing moment.
This really... has bothered me for the last few days. And then Adrien Brody is on the MTV Movie Awards right now... and I just am going to cry.
Haven't you ever just wanted to kiss someone? Kiss, make out, have sex with? (This last is not applicable to me, but I use it as an example.) Just to be kissed, to be wanted for nothing more than the animal satisfaction you can give back to that person. No mess, no emotional tangle... just release for the most base desire anyone feels. Just to be wrapped in someone's arms on a balmy night, never wanting to be anywhere else because your senses are in a whirl and this other person wants everything you're willing to give, and it's really too hot to be this close to another body but there's no way you're going to back away from this, not now, because there's only this time and next time will always be different. To feel pulses soaring and sweat hovering under your skin, just on the verge of breaking through. To feel nothing but a suspended moment in time where nothing matters but hands and skin and mouths and breath. Reckless abandon and the heat of a single passing moment.
This really... has bothered me for the last few days. And then Adrien Brody is on the MTV Movie Awards right now... and I just am going to cry.

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