This time of year always gets a little strange no matter how much I try to will it otherwise.

The first time ever I saw your face
I thought the sun rose in your eyes
And the moon and the stars were the gifts you gave
To the dark and the empty skies

The first time ever I kissed your mouth
I felt the earth move in my hands
Like the trembling heart of a captive bird
That was there at my command my love

The first time ever I lay with you
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a tuba in a treble clef

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I started a paper journal...

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You do know that the word misogynistic means to hate women, right?

What I wouldn't give for some good, good lovin' right now. Looking through my livejournal, you would probably assume that I was extremely horny most of the time, but the truth of the matter is, I only post when I'm either upset or unbearably sex starved. Which is not really that often. There's just something about the summer that seems to hold so ( Read more... )

God, I miss the feeling that comes with meeting someone you can't get enough of. The anticipation, the nervousness, the tension.  You know the swirling feeling in your head that happens when the two of you are in close proximity and pheromones collide? And it is such a fleeting thing; occurring in time that must be cherished, because before you ( Read more... )