I've been going through a long dry spell lately. Yes, it's been dry as a bone without even a hint of rain. How long has it been since I've had really good sex, or been with a woman that I was really attracted to? How long? It's been a while, and I'd rather not count the months for you. The desert picture can paint a better picture for you than I can express in words
Instead of focusing on what I don't have and what my body aches for, let me focus on what I do want, my vision. Universe, are you listening? Pay attention because this is my open letter to you and alternatively my adult letter to Santa Claus:
I see her. She makes me giddy. I'm imagining her and the taste of her body. How magnificent those lips are and how delicious her tongue is. I love her hair and she has a wonderful smile. She makes me laugh. She's beautiful. She's what I've been waiting for.
Let it rain universe. Let it pour.
thank you southerngirl for the musical adaption of this post. She has a unique gift for adapting music to words, and feelings. You'd better go look at my favorite post of hers to see what I mean.
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