Ethereal Desires

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I want you.

I need you.

Please hear my plea.

I want to feel your lips pressed against mine; so soft, so smooth.

Those lips. Those sweet sweet lips. My gosh, I could kiss them all night long.

I want to feel your warmth --have my body engulfed in your arms. So muscular. Oh so strong.

A girl just wants to have fun. Why is that so wrong?

Am I an outcast? An animal? An alien?

If anything, I'd say my desires make me human.

My flesh aches for you, enter me I beg.

I'm begging. Dear Lord, I'm begging. Please don't bruise my dignity.

All I want is some attention. A simple longing for the ache to soothe.

Why is this so hard? Am I not your type? Am I not pretty enough? Not too short? Too skinny? Not skinny enough?

What?

What makes you shy away?

What did you say?

Love?

You can't be fucking serious!

Sigh. This is just my luck...

 You're waiting for love you say? Me? I really and truly just want to fuck.

Am I too brazen. Is that asking for too much?

I wouldn't understand, you say, but I bid the contrary. 

I'd been in-love once. A guy far from my age.

A "controlist". A perfectionist. A man of standard, status, and creed.

I learned the hard way that that wasn't love. Rather an illusion. A mirage. 

I couldn't possibly be me. Not if I wanted to fit in. My desires I had to lock away in a cage.

The first chance I got, I ran. Never to look back. Reality never smelled so sweet. Thank Jesus I was freed.

Now I won't go back there. No sir, not ever.

Now, I put my self and my needs first...for now and forever.

I'm not looking for a relationship, more like a one-night stand.

No commitment. No connection. No strings attached. Just raw, uninhibited passion from a qualified and experienced man.

Love begins with an image; lust with a sensation. Nothing less, nothing more.

I'm a hopeless romantic who falls in lust and gets in trouble. That's what you get for being trapped so long in a bubble.

It's a pity no one believes in simple lust any more.

I don't want safe.

Give me danger.

Whether you're a familiar face, or a stranger.

I want to be consumed, filled, desired, taken, owned.

Treat me like a freak, but in the same instance treat me how a delicate flower is supposed to be.

Ignite my soul, spark the flame within me.

Take me to new heights the simple-minded cannot see.

I want no ordinary lover. I want a fucking storm. 

I want passion. I want madness. Someone to help my defy the norm.

My thoughts are dangerous. My mouth wants to do naughty things to you.

Life's too short to pretend you're not into kinky shit.

It'll be just between you and me.

Don't turn me down just yet. Think about it.

One day it will happen. If I know anything about faith.

Good things surely come...to those who wait.