if i told you what i'm afraid to tell you, you might laugh and walk away. see, i'm not one of those people who can be casual about sex. well, i can be, but i don't get the point. i can have an orgasm all by myself, and i'm sure you can, too. for me, the point is, the fun is, the magic is, the Connection.
the risk-- not of life and limb, but of something much greater than that. the risk of it mattering. the risk that we could fall into one another in such a profound and earth-shattering way that we would fall away changed... from the inside out.
sure, there are lots of fun positions and implements to be explored, but what gets me off, what makes me hot is when our connection goes so deep that i can feel what's happening inside your body with my own. when i can see you opening, see your rolling internal landscape shift and change, see the crimson wave of your passion as it boils over and into my core. when i can feel your soul pressing down upon my hand, coming to meet me, coming for me, coming all over me.
when you have to bite down into my flesh to keep just enough of yourself here while you're sending shockwaves into the cosmos that just might change human existence, i am riding those waves into an abandon that tells me i am God-- for a minute, anyway.
see, that kind of sex, our kind of sex, i can't be casual about. and i know i'm not cool, and i know i sound crazy, and i'll even keep quiet about it, if it means i can have some more.
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